Psalms 123

1 A Song of the Ascents. Unto Thee I have lifted up mine eyes, O dweller in the heavens.

A song of ascents. I lift up my eyes to You, the One enthroned in heaven.

2 Lo, as eyes of men-servants [Are] unto the hand of their masters, As eyes of a maid-servant [Are] unto the hand of her mistress, So [are] our eyes unto Jehovah our God, Till that He doth favour us.

As the eyes of servants look to the hand of their master, as the eyes of a maidservant look to the hand of her mistress, so our eyes are on the LORD our God until He shows us mercy.

3 Favour us, O Jehovah, favour us, For greatly have we been filled with contempt,

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

4 Greatly hath our soul been filled With the scorning of the easy ones, With the contempt of the arrogant!

We have endured much scorn from the arrogant, much contempt from the proud.