< Psalmi 123 >
1 Svētku dziesma. Es paceļu savas acis uz Tevi, kas sēdi debesīs.
A Song of the going up. To you my eyes are lifted up, even to you whose seat is in the heavens.
2 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.
See! as the eyes of servants are turned to the hands of their masters, and the eyes of a servant-girl to her owner, so our eyes are waiting for the Lord our God, till he has mercy on us.
3 Esi mums žēlīgs, ak Kungs, esi mums žēlīgs, jo mēs esam pārlieku nievāti.
Have mercy on us, O Lord, have mercy on us: for all men are looking down on us.
4 Mūsu dvēsele pārlieku top mēdīta no grezniem un nievāta no augstprātīgiem.
For long enough have men of pride made sport of our soul.