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.