Psalms 123

1 “A song of the degrees.” Unto thee do I lift up my eyes, O thou that dwellest in the heavens.

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

2 Behold, as the eyes of servants are directed unto the hand of their masters, as the eyes of a maiden unto the hand of her mistress: thus are our eyes directed unto the Lord our God, until he be gracious unto us.

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 Be gracious unto us, O Lord! be gracious unto us; for we are overburdened with contempt.

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

4 Our soul is overburdened with the scorn of those who are at ease, with the contempt of the proud oppressors.

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