Psalms 123

1 “A song of the steps, or the goings up.” To thee do I lift up mine eyes, O Thou who dwellest in the heavens!

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

2 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 do our eyes look to the LORD, our God, Until he have pity upon 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 upon us, O LORD! have mercy upon us, For we are overwhelmed with contempt!

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

4 Our soul is filled to the full with the scorn of those who are at ease, And 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.