Psalms 123

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

Yahweh, I look up toward you, up to heaven, from where you rule.

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.

Like servants ask [IDM] their masters [for what they need] and like maids ask t their mistresses [for what they need], we ask you, Yahweh our God, [for what we need], and we ask you to be merciful to us.

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

Yahweh, be very merciful [DOU] to us because [our enemies] have acted very contemptuously toward us.

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

Rich people have made fun of us for a long time, and proud [people] who have (oppressed/acted cruelly toward) us have acted toward us as though we were worthless.