A Song of Degrees. 123:1 Unto thee who
dwellest in heaven have I lifted up mine eyes.
123:2 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.
123:3 Have pity upon us, O Lord, have pity upon us: for we are exceedingly
filled with contempt.
123:4 [Yea], our soul has been exceedingly filled [with it]: [let] the
reproach [be] to them that are at ease, and contempt to the proud. |
A Song of degrees. 123:1 Unto thee lift I
up mine eyes, O thou that dwellest in the heavens.
123:2 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.
123:3 Have mercy upon us, O LORD, have mercy upon us: for we are exceedingly
filled with contempt.
123:4 Our soul is exceedingly filled with the scorning of those that are at
ease, and with the contempt of the proud. |