Psalms 123

1 A Song of degrees. Unto thee lift I up mine eyes, O thou that dwellest in the heavens.

שִׁיר הַֽמַּעֲלוֹת אֵלֶיךָ נָשָׂאתִי אֶת־עֵינַי הַיֹּשְׁבִי בַּשָּׁמָֽיִם׃

2 Behold, as the eyes of servants [look] unto the hand of their masters, [and] as the eyes of a maiden unto the hand of her mistress; so our eyes [wait] upon the LORD our God, until that he have mercy upon us.

הִנֵּה כְעֵינֵי עֲבָדִים אֶל־יַד אֲ‍ֽדוֹנֵיהֶם כְּעֵינֵי שִׁפְחָה אֶל־יַד גְּבִרְתָּהּ כֵּן עֵינֵינוּ אֶל־יְהוָה אֱלֹהֵינוּ עַד שֶׁיְּחָנֵּֽנוּ׃

3 Have mercy upon us, O LORD, have mercy upon us: for we are exceedingly filled with contempt.

חָנֵּנוּ יְהוָה חָנֵּנוּ כִּֽי־רַב שָׂבַעְנוּ בֽוּז׃

4 Our soul is exceedingly filled with the scorning of those that are at ease, [and] with the contempt of the proud.

רַבַּת שָֽׂבְעָה־לָּהּ נַפְשֵׁנוּ הַלַּעַג הַשַּׁאֲנַנִּים הַבּוּז לִגְאֵיוֹנִֽים׃