Psalms 123

1 A Song of the Ascents. Unto Thee I have lifted up mine eyes, O dweller in the heavens.

Pesem preizvrstna. K tebi dvigam oči svoje, o ti, ki sediš v nebesih!

2 Lo, as eyes of men-servants [Are] unto the hand of their masters, As eyes of a maid-servant [Are] unto the hand of her mistress, So [are] our eyes unto Jehovah our God, Till that He doth favour us.

Glej, kakor hlapcev oči gledajo na roke gospodov svojih, kakor dekle oči na roke gospodinje svoje, tako oči naše v Gospoda, Boga našega, dokler nas ne pomilosti.

3 Favour us, O Jehovah, favour us, For greatly have we been filled with contempt,

Pomilosti nas, Gospod, pomilosti; ker dovolj je, siti smo zaničevanja.

4 Greatly hath our soul been filled With the scorning of the easy ones, With the contempt of the arrogant!

Dovolj je sita duša naša; tisto zasmehovanje onim pokojnim, tisto zaničevanje prevzetnim!