1 I lift up my eyes to you,
you who sit in the heavens.
2 Behold, as the eyes of servants look to the hand of their master,
as the eyes of a maid to the hand of her mistress,
so our eyes look to Yahweh, our God,
until he has mercy on us.
3 Have mercy on us, Yahweh, have mercy on us,
for we have endured much contempt.
4 Our soul is exceedingly filled with the scoffing of those who are at ease,
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!