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 Ascents. Unto thee, have I lifted up mine eyes, O thou who art enthroned in the heavens.

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.

Lo! as the eyes of men-servants are unto the hand of their masters, as the eyes of a maid-servant, unto the hand of her mistress, so, are our eyes, unto Yahweh our God, until that he show us favour.

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

Show us favour, O Yahweh, show us favour, for, exceedingly, are we sated with contempt:

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

Exceeding sated therewith, is our soul, —The scorn of the careless, The contempt of the proud.