Psalms 123

1 A song of ascents. To you I lift up my eyes, you who are enthroned in the heavens.

“A song of the degrees.” Unto thee do I lift up my eyes, O thou that dwellest in the heavens.

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

Behold, as the eyes of servants are directed unto the hand of their masters, as the eyes of a maiden unto the hand of her mistress: thus are our eyes directed unto the Lord our God, until he be gracious unto us.

3 Have mercy on us, Yahweh, have mercy on us, for we are filled with humiliation.

Be gracious unto us, O Lord! be gracious unto us; for we are overburdened with contempt.

4 We are more than full of the scoffing of the insolent and with the contempt of the proud.

Our soul is overburdened with the scorn of those who are at ease, with the contempt of the proud oppressors.