Psalms 123

1 `The song of grecis. To thee Y haue reisid myn iyen; that dwellist in heuenes.

To thee do I lift up my eyes, O thou who sit in the heavens.

2 Lo! as the iyen of seruauntis; ben in the hondis of her lordis. As the iyen of the handmaide ben in the hondis of her ladi; so oure iyen ben to oure Lord God, til he haue mercy on vs.

Behold, as the eyes of servants to the hand of their master, as the eyes of a maid to the hand of her mistress, so our eyes are to Jehovah our God, until he has mercy upon us.

3 Lord, haue thou merci on vs, haue thou merci on vs; for we ben myche fillid with dispisyng.

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

4 For oure soule is myche fillid; we ben schenschipe to hem that ben abundaunte with richessis, and dispising to proude men.

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