Psalms 123

1 A Song of degrees. Unto thee do I lift up mine eyes, O thou that dwellest in the heavens.

A song of ascents. I lift up my eyes to You, the One enthroned in heaven.

2 Behold, as the eyes of servants [look] unto the hand of their masters, as the eyes of a maiden unto the hand of her mistress, so our eyes [are directed] to Jehovah our God, until he be gracious unto us.

As the eyes of servants look to the hand of their master, as the eyes of a maidservant look to the hand of her mistress, so our eyes are on the LORD our God until He shows us mercy.

3 Be gracious unto us, O Jehovah, be gracious unto us; for we are exceedingly filled with contempt.

Have mercy on us, O LORD, have mercy, for we have endured much contempt.

4 Our soul is exceedingly filled with the scorning of those that are at ease, with the contempt of the proud.

We have endured much scorn from the arrogant, much contempt from the proud.