Psalms 123

1 A song of degrees. I lift vp mine eyes to thee, that dwellest in the heauens.

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

2 Behold, as the eyes of seruants looke vnto the hand of their masters, and as the eyes of a mayden vnto the hand of her mistres: so our eyes waite vpon the Lord our God vntil he haue mercie vpon vs.

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 Haue mercie vpon vs, O Lord, haue mercie vpon vs: for we haue suffered too much contempt.

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

4 Our soule is filled too full of ye mocking of the wealthy, and of the despitefulnes of the proude.

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