Psalms 123

1 A Song of Ascents. I lift up my eyes to you, you who sit in the heavens.

Svētku dziesma. Es paceļu savas acis uz Tevi, kas sēdi debesīs.

2 Behold, as the eyes of servants look to the hand of their master, as the eyes of a maid to the hand of her mistress, so our eyes look to the LORD, our God, until he has mercy on us.

Redzi, kā kalpu acis uz sava kunga rokām, un kā kalpoņu acis uz savas valdnieces rokām, tā mūsu acis skatās uz To Kungu, mūsu Dievu, tiekams Viņš mūs žēlos.

3 Have mercy on us, LORD, have mercy on us, for we have endured much contempt.

Esi mums žēlīgs, ak Kungs, esi mums žēlīgs, jo mēs esam pārlieku nievāti.

4 Our soul is exceedingly filled with the scoffing of those who are at ease, with the contempt of the proud.

Mūsu dvēsele pārlieku top mēdīta no grezniem un nievāta no augstprātīgiem.