Psalms 123

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

Nkunga wunyimbudulu mu nzila yikuendila ku nzo Yave. Ndimvumbula meso mama kuidi ngeyo Yave ngeyo beki kundu kiaku ki Kipfumu mu diyilu.

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 Yahweh, our God, until he has mercy on us.

Banga meso ma bavika meti tala mioko mi bapfumu bawu; banga meso ma kisadi kinketo mantalanga mioko mi pfumu andi wu nketo; buawu bobo meso meto mantadilanga kuidi Yave, Nzambi eto, nate kela kutumona kiadi.

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

Wutumoni kiadi, a Yave, wutumoni kiadi bila nlenzo wuwombo tutambudi.

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

Mvuezolo wuwombo tutambula kuidi bankua luniemo; nlenzo wuwombo kuidi bankua lunangu.