Psalms 123

1 To thee have I lifted up my eyes, who dwellest in heaven.

A song of ascents. I Lift up my eyes to you, who are throned 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 are our eyes unto the Lord our God, until he have mercy on us.

As the eyes of a servant turn to the hand of his master, or the eyes of a maid to the hand of her mistress, so do our eyes turn to the Lord our God, until he is gracious to us.

3 Have mercy on us, O Lord, have mercy on us: for we are greatly filled with contempt.

Be gracious, be gracious to us, Lord. Scorn enough, and more, have we borne

4 For our soul is greatly filled: we are a reproach to the rich, and contempt to the proud.

More than enough have we borne of derision from those at their ease, of scorn from those who are haughty.