Psalms 123

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

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

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.

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

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

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

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