Psalmi 123

1 Svētku dziesma. Es paceļu savas acis uz Tevi, kas sēdi debesīs.

“A song of the steps, or the goings up.” To thee do I lift up mine eyes, O Thou who dwellest 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.

Behold, as the eyes of servants look to the hand of their masters, And as the eyes of a maiden to the hand of her mistress, So do our eyes look to the LORD, our God, Until he have pity upon us.

3 Esi mums žēlīgs, ak Kungs, esi mums žēlīgs, jo mēs esam pārlieku nievāti.

Have mercy upon us, O LORD! have mercy upon us, For we are overwhelmed with contempt!

4 Mūsu dvēsele pārlieku top mēdīta no grezniem un nievāta no augstprātīgiem.

Our soul is filled to the full with the scorn of those who are at ease, And with the contempt of the proud.