Psalms 123

1 A Song of Degrees. To you who dwell in heaven have I lifted up mine eyes.

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

2 Behold, as the eyes of servants [are directed] to the hands of their masters, [and] as the eyes of a maidservant to the hands of her mistress; so our eyes [are directed] to the Lord our God, until he have mercy upon us.

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.

3 Have pity upon us, O Lord, have pity upon us: for we are exceedingly filled with contempt.

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

4 [Yes], our soul has been exceedingly filled [with it]: [let] the reproach [be] to them that are at ease, and contempt to the proud.

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