Psalms 123

1 A Song of Ascents. Unto thee do I lift up mine eyes, O thou that sittest in the heavens.

Abụ nrigo. Ana m eweli anya m abụọ elu ile gị, gị onye ocheeze ya dị nʼeluigwe.

2 Behold, as the eyes of servants [look] unto the hand of their master, as the eyes of a maiden unto the hand of her mistress; so our eyes [look] unto the LORD our God, until he have mercy upon us.

Dịka ohu si elekwasị nna ya ukwu anya ya, na dịka ohu nwanyị na-eje ozi si elekwasị nne ya ukwu anya, ịnata ozi ọ ga-eje, otu a ka anyị si na-elekwasị Onyenwe anyị bụ Chineke anyị anya, ruo mgbe ọ ga-emere anyị ebere.

3 Have mercy upon us, O LORD, have mercy upon us: for we are exceedingly filled with contempt.

Meere anyị ebere, O Onyenwe anyị, meere anyị ebere, nʼihi na anyị abụrụla ndị a na-akọcha akọcha.

4 Our soul is exceedingly filled with the scorning of those that are at ease, and with the contempt of the proud.

Nʼihi na nnagide anyị na-anagide ịchị ọchị ndị nganga, na ileda anya ndị mpako adịla ukwuu.