Psalms 123

1 A Song of the going up. To you my eyes are lifted up, even to you whose seat is in the heavens.

A Song of Degrees. Unto thee who dwellest in heaven have I lifted up mine eyes.

2 See! as the eyes of servants are turned to the hands of their masters, and the eyes of a servant-girl to her owner, so our eyes are waiting for the Lord our God, till he has mercy on us.

Behold, as the eyes of servants [are directed] to the hands of their masters, [and] as the eyes of a maidservant to the hands of her mistress; so our eyes [are directed] to the Lord our God, until he have mercy upon us.

3 Have mercy on us, O Lord, have mercy on us: for all men are looking down on us.

Have pity upon us, O Lord, have pity upon us: for we are exceedingly filled with contempt.

4 For long enough have men of pride made sport of our soul.

[Yea], our soul has been exceedingly filled [with it]: [let] the reproach [be] to them that are at ease, and contempt to the proud.