Psalms 123

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

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 are our eyes unto the Lord our God, until he have mercy on 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 are greatly filled with contempt.

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

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

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