< 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 degrees.” Unto thee do I lift up my eyes, O thou that dwellest 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 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.
3 Favor us, O YHWH, favor us, For we have been greatly filled with contempt,
Be gracious unto us, O Lord! be gracious unto us; for we are overburdened 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 overburdened with the scorn of those who are at ease, with the contempt of the proud oppressors.