Psalms 123

1 A Song of Ascents. Unto thee do I lift up mine eyes, O thou that sittest in the heavens.

A Song of Ascents. Unto thee, have I lifted up mine eyes, O thou who art enthroned in the heavens.

2 Behold, as the eyes of servants [look] unto the hand of their master, as the eyes of a maiden unto the hand of her mistress; so our eyes [look] unto the LORD our God, until he have mercy upon us.

Lo! as the eyes of men-servants are unto the hand of their masters, as the eyes of a maid-servant, unto the hand of her mistress, so, are our eyes, unto Yahweh our God, until that he show us favour.

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

Show us favour, O Yahweh, show us favour, for, exceedingly, are we sated with contempt:

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

Exceeding sated therewith, is our soul, —The scorn of the careless, The contempt of the proud.