Psalms 123

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

A Song of the going up. To you my eyes are lifted up, even to you whose seat is 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.

See! as the eyes of servants are turned to the hands of their masters, and the eyes of a servant-girl to her owner, so our eyes are waiting for the Lord our God, till he has mercy on us.

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

Have mercy on us, O Lord, have mercy on us: for all men are looking down on us.

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

For long enough have men of pride made sport of our soul.