1{A Song of degrees.} Unto thee do I lift up mine eyes, O thou that dwellest in the heavens.
1Aw, nang vana tu, nang lamah ka mit ka suantou jel hi.
2Behold, as the eyes of servants [look] unto the hand of their masters, as the eyes of a maiden unto the hand of her mistress, so our eyes [are directed] to Jehovah our God, until he be gracious unto us.
2Ngaiin, sikhate mitin a pu uh khutlam a et nak bangin leh, sikhanu mitin a pi khutlam a et nak bangin, I mitin leng Toupa lam a en nilouh ahi, hon hehpih masiah.
3Be gracious unto us, O Jehovah, be gracious unto us; for we are exceedingly filled with contempt.
3Toupa aw, honhehpih in, honhehpih in, muhsitnain ka dim sinsen uhi.Mi nuamsate simmohna leh kisatheite muhsitnain ka hinna uh a dim vinven hi.
4Our soul is exceedingly filled with the scorning of those that are at ease, with the contempt of the proud.
4Mi nuamsate simmohna leh kisatheite muhsitnain ka hinna uh a dim vinven hi.