Psalms 123

1 A Song of degrees. To thee I lift up my eyes, O thou that dwellest in the heavens.

K tebi podižem oèi svoje, koji živiš na nebesima!

2 Behold, as the eyes of servants look to the hand of their masters, and as the eyes of a maiden to the hand of her mistress; so our eyes wait upon the LORD our God, until he shall have mercy upon us.

Kao što su oèi slugama uprte u ruku gospodara njihovijeh, kao oèi sluškinjine u ruku gospoðe njezine, tako su oèi naše u Gospoda Boga našega, dok se smiluje na nas.

3 Have mercy upon us, O LORD, have mercy upon us: for we are exceedingly filled with contempt.

Smiluj se na nas, Gospode, smiluj se na nas, jer smo se dovoljno napitali sramote;

4 Our soul is exceedingly filled with the scorning of those that are at ease, and with the contempt of the proud.

Dovoljno se napitala duša naša ruga od ponositijeh, i sramote od oholijeh.