Psalm 123

A Song of degrees

1. Unto thee lift I up mine eyes,

O thou that dwellest in the heavens.

2. 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 upon us, O Lord, have mercy upon us:

for we are exceedingly filled with contempt.

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

and with the contempt of the proud.