Psalms 123

1 A Song of Ascents. I lift up my eyes to you, you who sit in the heavens.

A Canticle in steps. I have lifted up my eyes to you, who dwells in the heavens.

2 Behold, as the eyes of servants look to the hand of their master, as the eyes of a maid to the hand of her mistress, so our eyes look to the LORD, our God, until he has mercy on us.

Behold, as the eyes of the servants are on the hands of their masters, as the eyes of the handmaid are on the hands of her mistress, so our eyes are upon the Lord our God, until he may be merciful to us.

3 Have mercy on us, LORD, have mercy on us, for we have endured much contempt.

Have mercy on us, O Lord, have mercy on us. For we have been filled with utter disdain.

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

For our soul has been greatly filled. We are the disgrace of those who have abundance and the disdain of the arrogant.