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 the steps, or the goings up.” To thee do I lift up mine eyes, O Thou who dwellest in the heavens!

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.

Behold, as the eyes of servants look to the hand of their masters, And as the eyes of a maiden to the hand of her mistress, So do our eyes look to the LORD, our God, Until he have pity upon us.

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

Have mercy upon us, O LORD! have mercy upon us, For we are overwhelmed with contempt!

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

Our soul is filled to the full with the scorn of those who are at ease, And with the contempt of the proud.