Psalms 123

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

Canticum graduum. Ad te levavi oculos meos, qui habitas in cælis.

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.

Ecce sicut oculi servorum in manibus dominorum suorum; sicut oculi ancillæ in manibus dominæ suæ: ita oculi nostri ad Dominum Deum nostrum, donec misereatur nostri.

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

Miserere nostri, Domine, miserere nostri, quia multum repleti sumus despectione;

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

quia multum repleta est anima nostra opprobrium abundantibus, et despectio superbis.