Psalms 123

1 A SONG OF THE ASCENTS. I have lifted up my eyes to You, O dweller in the heavens.

To thee do I lift up my eyes, O thou who sit in the heavens.

2 Behold, as eyes of menservants [Are] to the hand of their masters, As eyes of a maidservant [Are] to the hand of her mistress, So [are] our eyes to our God YHWH, Until He favors us.

Behold, as the eyes of servants to the hand of their master, as the eyes of a maid to the hand of her mistress, so our eyes are to Jehovah our God, until he has mercy upon us.

3 Favor us, O YHWH, favor us, For we have been greatly filled with contempt,

Have mercy upon us, O Jehovah, have mercy upon us, for we are exceedingly filled with contempt.

4 Our soul has been greatly filled With the scorning of the easy ones, With the contempt of the arrogant!

Our soul is exceedingly filled with the scoffing of those who are at ease, and with the contempt of the proud.