Salamo 123

1 Fihirana fiakarana.

A song of ascents. I Lift up my eyes to you, who are throned in the heavens.

2 Indro, toy ny fijerin’ ny ankizilahy Ny tanan’ ny tompolahiny, Ary toy ny fijerin’ ny ankizivavy Ny tanan’ ny tompovaviny, No fijerintsika an’ i Jehovah Andriamanitsika, Mandra-pamindra fony amintsika.

As the eyes of a servant turn to the hand of his master, or the eyes of a maid to the hand of her mistress, so do our eyes turn to the Lord our God, until he is gracious to us.

3 Mamindrà fo aminay, Jehovah ô, mamindrà fo aminay; Fa tototry ny fanamavoana loatra izahay;

Be gracious, be gracious to us, Lord. Scorn enough, and more, have we borne

4 Eny, tototry ny famingavingan’ ny miadana ny fanahinay, Sy tototry ny fanamavoan’ ny mpiavonavona.

More than enough have we borne of derision from those at their ease, of scorn from those who are haughty.