Psalms 123

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

Thaburi ya Agendi Nĩngũtiira maitho makwa na kũrĩ we, o Wee ũikarĩire gĩtĩ gĩaku kĩa ũnene kũu igũrũ.

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.

O ta ũrĩa maitho ma ndungata maroragĩrĩria guoko kwa mwathi wayo, na o ta ũrĩa maitho ma mũirĩtu ndungata maroragĩrĩria guoko kwa mũtumia mwathi wayo, ũguo noguo maitho maitũ maroragĩrĩria Jehova Ngai witũ, o nginya atũiguĩre tha ciake.

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

Tũiguĩre tha, Wee Jehova, tũiguĩre tha, nĩgũkorwo nĩtũkirĩrĩirie kũnyararwo kũnene.

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

Nĩtũkirĩrĩirie kĩnyũrũri kĩnene kĩa andũ arĩa menenehagia, o na rũmena rũingĩ rwa andũ arĩa etĩĩi.