Psalms 123

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

Canticum graduum. Ad te levavi oculos meos, qui habitas in cælis.

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.

Ecce sicut oculi servorum in manibus dominorum suorum; sicut oculi ancillæ in manibus dominæ suæ: ita oculi nostri ad Dominum Deum nostrum, donec misereatur nostri.

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

Miserere nostri, Domine, miserere nostri, quia multum repleti sumus despectione;

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

quia multum repleta est anima nostra opprobrium abundantibus, et despectio superbis.