A Song of degrees.

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.

1 坐在天上的主啊! 我向你举目。(本节在《马索拉抄本》包括细字标题)

2 仆人的眼睛怎样望着主人的手, 婢女的眼睛怎样望着主母的手, 我们的眼睛也照样望着耶和华我们的 神, 直到他向我们施恩。

3 耶和华啊! 求你向我们施恩, 求你向我们施恩; 因为我们饱受藐视, 到了极点。

4 我们饱受那些安逸的人的嘲笑, 和骄傲的人的藐视, 到了极点。