Psalm 123

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Text and translations

Clementine Vulgate (Psalm 122)

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1  Canticum graduum. Ad te levavi oculos meos, qui habitas in caelis.
2  Ecce sicut oculi servorum in manibus dominorum suorum; sicut oculi ancillae
in manibus dominae suae: ita oculi nostri ad Dominum Deum nostrum, donec misereatur
nostri.
3  Miserere nostri, Domine, miserere nostri, quia multum repleti sumus despectione;
4  quia multum repleta est anima nostra opprobrium abundantibus, et despectio superbis.

Church of England 1662 Book of Common Prayer

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1  Unto thee lift I up mine eyes: O thou that dwellest in the heavens.
2  Behold, even as the eyes of servants look unto the hand of their masters, and as the eyes of a maiden unto the hand of her mistress: even so our eyes wait upon the Lord our God, until he have mercy upon us.
3  Have mercy upon us, O Lord, have mercy upon us: for we are utterly despised.
4  Our soul is filled with the scornful reproof of the wealthy: and with the despitefulness of the proud.

German Translation

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1  Ich hebe meine Augen auf zu dir, der du im Himmel sitzest.
2  Siehe! wie die Augen der Knechte auf die Hände ihrer Herren sehen, wie die Augen der Magd auf die Hände ihrer Frau, also sehen unsre Augen auf den Herrn, unsern Gott, bis er uns gnädig werde.
3  Sei uns gnädig, Herr, sei uns gnädig! denn wir sind sehr voll Verachtung.
4  Sehr voll ist unsre Seele von der Stolzen Spott und der Hoffärtigen Verachtung.

Spanish Translation

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1  A ti levanto mis ojos, oh tú que reinas en los cielos
2  He aquí, como los ojos de los siervos miran a la mano de su señor, como los ojos de la sierva a la mano de su señora, así nuestros ojos miran al SEÑOR nuestro Dios hasta que se apiade de nosotros.
3  Ten piedad de nosotros, oh SEÑOR, ten piedad de nosotros, porque muy hartos estamos de desprecio.
4  Harta en extremo está nuestra alma del escarnio de los que están en holgura, y del desprecio de los soberbios.

Douay-Rheims Bible

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1  To thee have I lifted up my eyes, who dwellest in heaven.
2  Behold as the eyes of servants are on the hands of their masters,
As the eyes of the handmaid are on the hands of her mistress:
so are our eyes unto the Lord our God, until he have mercy on us.
3  Have mercy on us, O Lord, have mercy on us:
for we are greatly filled with contempt.
4  For our soul is greatly filled:
we are a reproach to the rich, and contempt to the proud.

French Translation

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1  Cantique des degrés, Je lève mes yeux vers toi, Qui sièges dans les cieux.
2  Voici, comme les yeux des serviteurs sont fixés sur la main de leurs maîtres,
Et les yeux de la servante sur la main de sa maîtresse,
Ainsi nos yeux se tournent vers l'Éternel, notre Dieu,
Jusqu'à ce qu'il ait pitié de nous.
3  Aie pitié de nous, Éternel, aie pitié de nous! Car nous sommes assez rassasiés de mépris;
4  Notre âme est assez rassasiée
Des moqueries des orgueilleux, du mépris des hautains.

Káldi fordítás (122. zsoltár)

Hungarian.png Hungarian translation

Ének a fölmenetekre
Hozzád emelem szemeimet, ki a mennyekben lakol.
Ime mint a szolgák szemei uraik kezeire, mint a szolgálók szemei asszonyaik kezeire: úgy néznek szemeink a mi Urunkra Istenünkre, mig könyörűl rajtunk.
Könyörűlj rajtunk, Uram! könyörűlj rajtunk; mert igen elteltünk gyalázattal,
mert igen megtelt a mi lelkünk; gyalázatúl a gazdagoknak, és megvetésűl a kevélyeknek.

Paraphrase by Nahum Tate and Nicholas Brady, New Version, 1698

English.png English text

On Thee who dwells above the skies,
For mercy wait my longing eyes,
As servants watch their master's hands,
And maids their mistresses' commands.

O then have mercy on us, Lord,
Thy gracious aid to us afford;
To us whom cruel foes oppress.
Grown rich and proud by our distress.