Psalms 123

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

A SONG OF THE ASCENTS. I have lifted up my eyes to You, O dweller in the heavens.

2 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.

Behold, as eyes of menservants [Are] to the hand of their masters, As eyes of a maidservant [Are] to the hand of her mistress, So [are] our eyes to our God YHWH, Until He favors us.

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

Favor us, O YHWH, favor us, For we have been greatly filled with contempt,

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

Our soul has been greatly filled With the scorning of the easy ones, With the contempt of the arrogant!