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

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 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.

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

Have mercy upon us, O LORD! have mercy upon us, For we are overwhelmed with contempt!

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

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