1 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 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.

1A song of degrees. Vnto thee lift I vp mine eyes: O thou that dwellest in the heauens.

2Beholde, as the eyes of seruants looke vnto the hand of their Masters, and as the eyes of a maiden, vnto the hand of her mistresse: so our eyes waite vpon the Lord our God, vntill that he haue mercy vpon vs.

3Haue mercy vpon vs, O Lord, haue mercy vpon vs: for we are exceedingly filled with contempt.

4Our soule is exceedingly filled with the scorning of those that are at ease: and with the contempt of the proud.

I == Ps 2:4 ; 11:4 ; 115:3 ; 121:1 ; 141:8

1 A song of ascents. To you I raise my eyes, to you enthroned in heaven.

2 Yes, like the eyes of servants on the hand of their masters, Like the eyes of a maid on the hand of her mistress, So our eyes are on the LORD our God, till we are shown favor.

3 Show us favor, LORD, show us favor, for we have our fill of contempt.

4 Our souls are more than sated with mockery from the insolent, with contempt from the arrogant.

Psalm 123 As Pilgrims lifted their eyes and hands to God in prayer for his mercy while in the temple.

v 1,2 The psalmist looks to God in the same dependence as a slave to its master.

v 3,4. He has been scoffed at by others and asks for mercy and release from God. I was told I would get used to foul talk at the group home, but I prayed I never would.