Psalms 123

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

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

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 Yahweh, our God, until he has mercy on us.

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

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

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

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