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 Yahweh, 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, Yahweh, 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.