Psalms 123

1 A Canticle in steps. I have lifted up my eyes to you, who dwells in the heavens.

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

2 Behold, as the eyes of the servants are on the hands of their masters, as the eyes of the handmaid are on the hands of her mistress, so our eyes are upon the Lord our God, until he may be merciful to us.

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.

3 Have mercy on us, O Lord, have mercy on us. For we have been filled with utter disdain.

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

4 For our soul has been greatly filled. We are the disgrace of those who have abundance and the disdain of the arrogant.

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