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. To you I lift up my eyes, you who are enthroned 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.

See, as the eyes of servants look to their master's hand, as the eyes of a maid look to her mistress's hand, so our eyes look to Yahweh our God until he has mercy on us.

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

Have mercy on us, Yahweh, have mercy on us, for we are filled with humiliation.

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

We are more than full of the scoffing of the insolent and with the contempt of the proud.