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 caelis.

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 ancillae in manibus dominae suae: 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.