Psalms 123

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

A Song of Degrees. To you who dwell in heaven have I lifted up mine eyes.

2 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.

Behold, as the eyes of servants [are directed] to the hands of their masters, [and] as the eyes of a maidservant to the hands of her mistress; so our eyes [are directed] to the Lord our God, until he have mercy upon us.

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

Have pity upon us, O Lord, have pity upon us: for we are exceedingly filled with contempt.

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

[Yes], our soul has been exceedingly filled [with it]: [let] the reproach [be] to them that are at ease, and contempt to the proud.