Księga Psalmów 123

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¹ Pieśń stopni. Do Ciebie wznoszę me oczy, który mieszkasz w niebie.	¹ A Canticle in steps. If the Lord had not been with us, let Israel now say it:
² Oto jak oczy sług są zwrócone na ręce ich panów i jak oczy służącej na ręce jej pani, tak oczy nasze ku Panu, Bogu naszemu, dopóki się nie zmiłuje nad nami.	² if the Lord had not been with us, when men rose up against us,
³ Zmiłuj się nad nami, Panie, zmiłuj się nad nami, bo wzgardą jesteśmy nasyceni.	³ perhaps they would have swallowed us alive. When their fury was enraged against us,
⁴ Dusza nasza jest nasycona szyderstwem zarozumialców i wzgardą pyszałków.	⁴ perhaps the waters would have engulfed us.
	⁵ Our soul has passed through a torrent. Perhaps, our soul had even passed through intolerable water.
	⁶ Blessed is the Lord, who has not given us into the harm of their teeth.
	⁷ Our soul has been snatched away like a sparrow from the snare of the hunters. The snare has been broken, and we have been freed.
	⁸ Our help is in the name of the Lord, who made heaven and earth.