Psalms 123

1 A Song of Ascents. Unto thee, have I lifted up mine eyes, O thou who art enthroned in the heavens.

Wer ma ji wero kadhi e hekalu. Atingʼo wangʼa ka arango, in ma kom lochni ni e polo.

2 Lo! as the eyes of men-servants are unto the hand of their masters, as the eyes of a maid-servant, unto the hand of her mistress, so, are our eyes, unto Yahweh our God, until that he show us favour.

Mana kaka wenge wasumbini rango lwet ruodhgi, kendo kaka wenge jatich ma nyako mar ot rango lwet ruodhe madhako, e kaka wengewa rango Jehova Nyasaye ma Nyasachwa nyaka chop okechwa.

3 Show us favour, O Yahweh, show us favour, for, exceedingly, are we sated with contempt:

Yie ikechwa, yaye Jehova Nyasaye, yie ikechwa, nikech osechawa gi kinda.

4 Exceeding sated therewith, is our soul, —The scorn of the careless, The contempt of the proud.

Josunga osejarowa moromo acheje bende osechayowa moromo.