Psalms 123

1 [the] song of The ascents to you I have lifted up eyes my the [one who] sits in the heavens.

A song of ascents. I Lift up my eyes to you, who are throned in the heavens.

2 Here! like [the] eyes of slaves [which are] to [the] hand of master their like [the] eyes of a female slave [which are] to [the] hand of mistress her so eyes our [are] to Yahweh God our until that he will show favor to us.

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 favor to us O Yahweh show favor to us for much we have been surfeited contempt.

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

4 Much it has been surfeited itself self our the mockery of self-confident [people] the contempt (of arrogant opressors. *Q(K)*)

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