(Song of the goings up.)
123 To you I raise my eyes,
you who are enthroned in the heavens.
2 Lo, as servitors have an eye to their masters’ hands,
a maid to her mistress’s,
So our eyes are on our God Jehovah
till he is gracious to us.
3 Be gracious to us, Jehovah, be gracious to us,
for we have had the most we can take of contempt.
4 Our souls have had the most that they can take
of ridicule by easy men, of contempt by proud men.