Psalms 123

1 Yahweh, I look up toward you, up to heaven, from where you rule.

A Song of degrees. To thee I lift up my eyes, O thou that dwellest in the heavens.

2 Like servants ask [IDM] their masters [for what they need] and like maids ask t their mistresses [for what they need], we ask you, Yahweh our God, [for what we need], and we ask you to be merciful to us.

Behold, as the eyes of servants look to the hand of their masters, and as the eyes of a maiden to the hand of her mistress; so our eyes wait upon the LORD our God, until he shall have mercy upon us.

3 Yahweh, be very merciful [DOU] to us because [our enemies] have acted very contemptuously toward us.

Have mercy upon us, O LORD, have mercy upon us: for we are exceedingly filled with contempt.

4 Rich people have made fun of us for a long time, and proud [people] who have (oppressed/acted cruelly toward) us have acted toward us as though we were worthless.

Our soul is exceedingly filled with the scorning of those that are at ease, and with the contempt of the proud.