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 grecis. To thee Y haue reisid myn iyen; that dwellist in heuenes.

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.

Lo! as the iyen of seruauntis; ben in the hondis of her lordis. As the iyen of the handmaide ben in the hondis of her ladi; so oure iyen ben to oure Lord God, til he haue mercy on vs.

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

Lord, haue thou merci on vs, haue thou merci on vs; for we ben myche fillid with dispisyng.

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

For oure soule is myche fillid; we ben schenschipe to hem that ben abundaunte with richessis, and dispising to proude men.