Psalms · Chapter 123
Peshitta OT
4 verses
1
ܠܘܬܟ ܐܪܝܡܬ ܥܝܢ̈ܝ ܥܡܘܪܐ ܕܫܡܝܐ
dshmy' emwr' eyny 'rymth lwthk
I lift up my eyes to you, you who sit in the heavens.
2
ܐܝܟ ܥܝܢ̈ܝ ܥܒ̈ܕܐ ܠܘܬ ܡܪ̈ܝܗܘܢ ܘܐܝܟ ܥ̈ܝܢܝܗ̇ ܕܐܡܬܐ ܠܘܬ ܡܪܬܗ̇ ܗܟܢ ܥܝܢ̈ܝܢ ܠܘܬܟ ܡܪܝܐ ܐܠܗܢ ܥܕܡܐ ܕܬܪܚܡ ܥܠܝܢ
elyn dthrkhm edm' 'lhn mry' lwthk eynyn hkn mrthh lwth d'mth' eynyh w'yk mryhwn lwth ebd' eyny 'yk
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.
3
ܪܚܡ ܥܠܝܢ ܡܪܝܐ ܪܚܡ ܥܠܝܢ ܡܛܠ ܕܣܘܓܐܐ ܕܫܛܝܘܬܐ ܫܡܥܢܢ
shmenn dshTywth' dswg'' mTl elyn rkhm mry' elyn rkhm
Have mercy on us, Yahweh, have mercy on us, for we have endured much contempt.