Psalms 123

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

Abụ nrigo. Ana m eweli anya m abụọ elu ile gị, gị onye ocheeze ya dị nʼeluigwe.

2 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 the LORD, our God, until he has mercy on us.

Dịka ohu si elekwasị nna ya ukwu anya ya, na dịka ohu nwanyị na-eje ozi si elekwasị nne ya ukwu anya, ịnata ozi ọ ga-eje, otu a ka anyị si na-elekwasị Onyenwe anyị bụ Chineke anyị anya, ruo mgbe ọ ga-emere anyị ebere.

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

Meere anyị ebere, O Onyenwe anyị, meere anyị ebere, nʼihi na anyị abụrụla ndị a na-akọcha akọcha.

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

Nʼihi na nnagide anyị na-anagide ịchị ọchị ndị nganga, na ileda anya ndị mpako adịla ukwuu.