Psalms 123

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

A Song of Ascents. Unto thee, have I lifted up mine eyes, O thou who art enthroned 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.

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 we have been filled with utter disdain.

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

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

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