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Psalms 123King James Version

Unto thee lift I up mine eyes, O thou that dwellest in the heavens. As the eyes of servants look unto the hand of their masters, so our eyes wait upon the Lord our God.

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A brief psalm of watchful expectation. As a servant's eyes are on the master's hand, as a maiden's eyes on her mistress's hand, so our eyes wait upon the LORD our God until he have mercy upon us. We are exceedingly filled with contempt; filled with the scorning of those at ease, the contempt of the proud. The prayer is minimal: mercy, LORD, mercy. The watching is everything.

1[A Song of degrees.] Unto thee lift I up mine eyes, O thou that dwellest in the heavens.

2Behold, 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.

3Have mercy upon us, O LORD, have mercy upon us: for we are exceedingly filled with contempt.

4Our soul is exceedingly filled with the scorning of those that are at ease, and with the contempt of the proud.