Psalms 123

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

1 Unto thee do I lift up mine eyes, O thou that dwellest 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.

2 Behold, as the eyes of servants [look] unto the hand of their masters, as the eyes of a maiden unto the hand of her mistress, so our eyes [are directed] to Jehovah ourGod, until he be gracious unto us.

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

3 Be gracious unto us, O Jehovah, be gracious unto us; for we are exceedingly filled with contempt.

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

4 Our soul is exceedingly filled with the scorning of those that are at ease, with the contempt of the proud.