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 ascents. I Lift up my eyes to you, who are throned 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.

As the eyes of a servant turn to the hand of his master, or the eyes of a maid to the hand of her mistress, so do our eyes turn to the Lord our God, until he is gracious to us.

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

Be gracious, be gracious to us, Lord. Scorn enough, and more, have we borne

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

More than enough have we borne of derision from those at their ease, of scorn from those who are haughty.