Psalms 123

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

`The song of grecis. To thee Y haue reisid myn iyen; that dwellist in heuenes.

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.

Lo! as the iyen of seruauntis; ben in the hondis of her lordis. As the iyen of the handmaide ben in the hondis of her ladi; so oure iyen ben to oure Lord God, til he haue mercy on vs.

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

Lord, haue thou merci on vs, haue thou merci on vs; for we ben myche fillid with dispisyng.

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

For oure soule is myche fillid; we ben schenschipe to hem that ben abundaunte with richessis, and dispising to proude men.