Salamo 123

1 Ampiandraeko ama’o o masokoo, ry Mpiambesatse an-dikerañe ao.

A Song of Ascents. I lift up my eyes to you, you who sit in the heavens.

2 Hehe te manahake ty fañentean’ ondevo ty fitàn-talè’e, naho ty mason’ anak’ ampatañe ty fitàn-drakemba’e, ro iandràm-pihainon-tika t’Iehovà Andrianañaharen-tika, ampara’ te tretreze’e.

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.

3 Ferenaiño zahay ry Iehovà, tretrezo, fa loho natsafen-tsirìka.

Have mercy on us, Yahweh, have mercy on us, for we have endured much contempt.

4 Etsake ty fanivativà’ o mpiaiñ’ añoleñañeo o fiai’aio, vaho ty inje’ o mpirengevokeo.

Our soul is exceedingly filled with the scoffing of those who are at ease, with the contempt of the proud.