Psalms 123

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

A Song of degrees. Unto thee lift I up mine eyes, O thou that dwellest 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 servants [look] unto the hand of their masters, [and] as the eyes of a maiden unto the hand of her mistress; so our eyes [wait] upon the LORD our God, until that he have mercy upon us.

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

Have mercy upon us, O LORD, have mercy upon us: for we are exceedingly filled with contempt.

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

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