< Psalmi 123 >

1 Svētku dziesma. Es paceļu savas acis uz Tevi, kas sēdi debesīs.
Yahweh, I look up toward you, up to heaven, from where you rule.
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.
Like servants ask [IDM] their masters [for what they need] and like maids ask t their mistresses [for what they need], we ask you, Yahweh our God, [for what we need], and we ask you to be merciful to us.
3 Esi mums žēlīgs, ak Kungs, esi mums žēlīgs, jo mēs esam pārlieku nievāti.
Yahweh, be very merciful [DOU] to us because [our enemies] have acted very contemptuously toward us.
4 Mūsu dvēsele pārlieku top mēdīta no grezniem un nievāta no augstprātīgiem.
Rich people have made fun of us for a long time, and proud [people] who have (oppressed/acted cruelly toward) us have acted toward us as though we were worthless.

< Psalmi 123 >