Psalms 123

1 A Song of Ascents. I lift up my eyes to you, you who sit in the heavens.

A Song of the going up. To you my eyes are lifted up, even to you whose seat is in the heavens.

2 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 the LORD, our God, until he has mercy on us.

See! as the eyes of servants are turned to the hands of their masters, and the eyes of a servant-girl to her owner, so our eyes are waiting for the Lord our God, till he has mercy on us.

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

Have mercy on us, O Lord, have mercy on us: for all men are looking down on us.

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

For long enough have men of pride made sport of our soul.