Psalms 123

1 A Song of Ascents. Unto thee, have I lifted up mine eyes, O thou who art enthroned in the heavens.

Pesem preizvrstna. K tebi dvigam oči svoje, o ti, ki sediš v nebesih!

2 Lo! as the eyes of men-servants are unto the hand of their masters, as the eyes of a maid-servant, unto the hand of her mistress, so, are our eyes, unto Yahweh our God, until that he show us favour.

Glej, kakor hlapcev oči gledajo na roke gospodov svojih, kakor dekle oči na roke gospodinje svoje, tako oči naše v Gospoda, Boga našega, dokler nas ne pomilosti.

3 Show us favour, O Yahweh, show us favour, for, exceedingly, are we sated with contempt:

Pomilosti nas, Gospod, pomilosti; ker dovolj je, siti smo zaničevanja.

4 Exceeding sated therewith, is our soul, —The scorn of the careless, The contempt of the proud.

Dovolj je sita duša naša; tisto zasmehovanje onim pokojnim, tisto zaničevanje prevzetnim!