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, you 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 look to the hand of their master, as the eyes of a maid to the hand of her mistress, so our eyes look to the LORD, our God, until he has mercy on us.

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

Have mercy on us, LORD, have mercy on us, for we have endured much 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, with the contempt of the proud.