Psalms 123

1 Yahweh, I look up toward you, up to heaven, from where you rule.

Een bedevaartslied. Tot U hef ik mijn ogen omhoog, Tot U, die troont in de hemel!

2 Like servants ask [IDM] their masters [for what they need] and like maids ask t their mistresses [for what they need], we ask you, Yahweh our God, [for what we need], and we ask you to be merciful to us.

Zie, als de ogen van slaven op de hand hunner meesters, En het oog der slavin op de hand van haar gebiedster: Zo zijn ònze ogen op Jahweh gericht, Onzen God, totdat Hij Zich onzer erbarmt.

3 Yahweh, be very merciful [DOU] to us because [our enemies] have acted very contemptuously toward us.

Ontferm U onzer, o Jahweh. Ach, erbarm U over ons! Want we zijn met hoon overkropt,

4 Rich people have made fun of us for a long time, and proud [people] who have (oppressed/acted cruelly toward) us have acted toward us as though we were worthless.

En onze ziel is er zat van: Door de spot van de snoevers, Door de smaad van de trotsen.