Psalms 123

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

Canticum graduum. Ad te levavi oculos meos, qui habitas in cælis.

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.

Ecce sicut oculi servorum, in manibus dominorum suorum, Sicut oculi ancillæ in manibus dominæ suæ: ita oculi nostri ad Dominum Deum nostrum donec misereatur nostri.

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

Miserere nostri Domine, miserere nostri: quia multum repleti sumus despectione:

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

Quia multum repleta est anima nostra: opprobrium abundantibus, et despectio superbis.