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.
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1 'n Bedevaartslied. Ek slaan my oë op tot U wat in die hemel troon.2 Kyk, soos die oë van die knegte is op die hand van hulle heer, soos die oë van die diensmaagd is op die hand van haar meesteres -- so is ons oë op die HERE onse God, totdat Hy ons genadig is.3 Wees ons genadig, o HERE, wees ons genadig, want meer as versadig is ons van veragting;4 meer as versadig is ons siel van die spot van die oormoediges, van die veragting van die trotsaards!