Psalms 123

1 A song of degrees. I lift vp mine eyes to thee, that dwellest in the heauens.

A song of ascents. I lift up my eyes to You, the One enthroned in heaven.

2 Behold, as the eyes of seruants looke vnto the hand of their masters, and as the eyes of a mayden vnto the hand of her mistres: so our eyes waite vpon the Lord our God vntil he haue mercie vpon vs.

As the eyes of servants look to the hand of their master, as the eyes of a maidservant look to the hand of her mistress, so our eyes are on the LORD our God until He shows us mercy.

3 Haue mercie vpon vs, O Lord, haue mercie vpon vs: for we haue suffered too much contempt.

Have mercy on us, O LORD, have mercy, for we have endured much contempt.

4 Our soule is filled too full of ye mocking of the wealthy, and of the despitefulnes of the proude.

We have endured much scorn from the arrogant, much contempt from the proud.