123:1 A
Song
of
the
Ascents.
Unto
Thee
I
have
lifted
up
mine
eyes,
O
dweller
in
the
heavens.
123:2 Lo,
as
eyes
of
men-servants
[Are]
unto
the
hand
of
their
masters,
As
eyes
of
a
maid-servant
[Are]
unto
the
hand
of
her
mistress,
So
[are]
our
eyes
unto
Jehovah
our
God,
Till
that
He
doth
favour
us.
123:3 Favour
us,
O
Jehovah,
favour
us,
For
greatly
have
we
been
filled
with
contempt,
123:4 Greatly
hath
our
soul
been
filled
With
the
scorning
of
the
easy
ones,
With
the
contempt
of
the
arrogant!
