Psalms 123

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

“A song of the steps, or the goings up.” To thee do I lift up mine eyes, O Thou who dwellest in the heavens!

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.

Behold, as the eyes of servants look to the hand of their masters, And as the eyes of a maiden to the hand of her mistress, So do our eyes look to the LORD, our God, Until he have pity upon us.

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

Have mercy upon us, O LORD! have mercy upon us, For we are overwhelmed with contempt!

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

Our soul is filled to the full with the scorn of those who are at ease, And with the contempt of the proud.