Psalms 123

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

A Song of the Ascents. Unto Thee I have lifted up mine eyes, O dweller 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 eyes of men-servants [Are] unto the hand of their masters, As eyes of a maid-servant [Are] unto the hand of her mistress, So [are] our eyes unto Jehovah our God, Till that He doth favour us.

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

Favour us, O Jehovah, favour us, For greatly have we been filled with contempt,

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

Greatly hath our soul been filled With the scorning of the easy ones, With the contempt of the arrogant!