Psalms 123

1 A song for pilgrims going up to Jerusalem. I look up to you, the one who rules from heaven.

[the] song of The ascents to you I have lifted up eyes my the [one who] sits in the heavens.

2 Just as servants look to their master, or a maid looks to her mistress, so we keep our eyes on you, Lord our God, waiting for you to be merciful to us.

Here! like [the] eyes of slaves [which are] to [the] hand of master their like [the] eyes of a female slave [which are] to [the] hand of mistress her so eyes our [are] to Yahweh God our until that he will show favor to us.

3 Please have mercy on us, Lord, have mercy. We've had enough of people's contempt.

Show favor to us O Yahweh show favor to us for much we have been surfeited contempt.

4 We've had more than enough of the scorn of the proud, and the contempt of the arrogant.

Much it has been surfeited itself self our the mockery of self-confident [people] the contempt (of arrogant opressors. *Q(K)*)