Psalms 123

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

A song of ascents. I Lift up my eyes to you, who are throned 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.

As the eyes of a servant turn to the hand of his master, or the eyes of a maid to the hand of her mistress, so do our eyes turn to the Lord our God, until he is gracious to us.

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

Be gracious, be gracious to us, Lord. Scorn enough, and more, have we borne

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

More than enough have we borne of derision from those at their ease, of scorn from those who are haughty.