Psalms 123

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

A Song of Ascents. Unto thee, have I lifted up mine eyes, O thou who art enthroned 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.

Lo! as the eyes of men-servants are unto the hand of their masters, as the eyes of a maid-servant, unto the hand of her mistress, so, are our eyes, unto Yahweh our God, until that he show us favour.

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

Show us favour, O Yahweh, show us favour, for, exceedingly, are we sated with contempt:

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

Exceeding sated therewith, is our soul, —The scorn of the careless, The contempt of the proud.