Psalms 123

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

Oluyimba nga balinnya amadaala. Nnyimusa amaaso gange gy’oli, Ayi ggwe atuula ku ntebe ey’obwakabaka mu ggulu.

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.

Amaaso g’abaddu nga bwe gatunuulira omukono gwa mukama waabwe; n’amaaso g’omuweereza omukazi nga bwe gatunuulira omukono gwa mugole we, n’amaaso gaffe bwe gatyo bwe gatunuulira Mukama Katonda waffe, okutuusa lw’alitusaasira.

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

Tusaasire, Ayi Mukama, tusaasire, kubanga tunyoomeddwa nnyo ddala.

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

Emitima gyaffe gijjudde ennaku olw’okuduulirwa abo abeeyagala, n’okunyoomebwa ab’amalala.