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, you who sit 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.

Behold, as the eyes of servants look to the hand of their master, as the eyes of a maid to the hand of her mistress, so our eyes look to Yahweh, our God, until he has mercy on us.

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

Have mercy on us, Yahweh, have mercy on us, for we have endured much contempt.

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

Our soul is exceedingly filled with the scoffing of those who are at ease, with the contempt of the proud.