Psalms 123

1 A Song of Degrees. To you who dwell in heaven have I lifted up mine eyes.

A song of ascents. To you I lift up my eyes, you who are enthroned 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.

See, as the eyes of servants look to their master's hand, as the eyes of a maid look to her mistress's hand, so our eyes look to Yahweh our God until he has mercy on us.

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

Have mercy on us, Yahweh, have mercy on us, for we are filled with humiliation.

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

We are more than full of the scoffing of the insolent and with the contempt of the proud.