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.

1 A Song of the Ascents. Unto Thee I have lifted up mine eyes, O dweller in the heavens.

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.

3 Favour us, O Jehovah, favour us, For greatly have we been filled with contempt,

4 Greatly hath our soul been filled With the scorning of the easy ones, With the contempt of the arrogant!