Psalms 123

1 [A Song of Ascents.] To you I do lift up my eyes, you who sit in the heavens.

A Song of degrees. To thee I raise my eyes, O thou that dwellest in the heavens.

2 Look, 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.

Behold, as the eyes of servants [look] to the hand of their masters, [and] as the eyes of a maiden to the hand of her mistress; so our eyes [wait] upon the LORD our God, until he shall have mercy upon us.

3 Have mercy on us, LORD, have mercy on us, for we have endured much contempt.

Have mercy upon us, O LORD, have mercy upon us; for we are exceedingly filled with contempt.

4 Our soul is exceedingly filled with the scoffing of those who are at ease, with the contempt of the proud.

Our soul is exceedingly filled with the scorning of those that are at ease, [and] with the contempt of the proud.