Psalms 123

1 A song of degrees. I lift vp mine eyes to thee, that dwellest in the heauens.

Ngiyaphakamisela kuwe amehlo ami, wena ohlezi emazulwini.

2 Behold, as the eyes of seruants looke vnto the hand of their masters, and as the eyes of a mayden vnto the hand of her mistres: so our eyes waite vpon the Lord our God vntil he haue mercie vpon vs.

Khangela, njengalokhu amehlo ezinceku engasesandleni senkosi yazo, njengamehlo encekukazi engasesandleni senkosikazi yayo, ngokunjalo amehlo ethu angaseNkosini uNkulunkulu wethu, ize ibe lesihawu kithi.

3 Haue mercie vpon vs, O Lord, haue mercie vpon vs: for we haue suffered too much contempt.

Woba lesihawu kithi, Nkosi, woba lesihawu kithi, ngoba sigcwele kakhulu yikudelelwa.

4 Our soule is filled too full of ye mocking of the wealthy, and of the despitefulnes of the proude.

Umphefumulo wethu ugcwele kakhulu yikukloloda kwabonwabileyo, yikudelela kwabazigqajayo.