Psalms 123

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

1 To you my eyes are lifted up, even to you whose seat is in the heavens.

2Lo, as eyes of men-servants <FI>Are<Fi> unto the hand of their masters, As eyes of a maid-servant <FI>Are<Fi> unto the hand of her mistress, So <FI>are<Fi> our eyes unto Jehovah our God, Till that He doth favour us.

2See! as the eyes of servants are turned to the hands of their masters, and the eyes of a servant-girl to her owner, so our eyes are waiting for the Lord our God, till he has mercy on us.

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

3Have mercy on us, O Lord, have mercy on us: for all men are looking down on us.

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

4For long enough have men of pride made sport of our soul.