^{1 Ref} Unto thee do I lift up mine eyes, O thou that sittest in the heavens.

^{2 Ref} Behold, as the eyes of servants `look' unto the hand of their master, As the eyes of a maid unto the hand of her mistress; So our eyes `look' unto Jehovah our God, Until he have mercy upon us.

^{3 Ref} Have mercy upon us, O Jehovah, have mercy upon us; For we are exceedingly filled with contempt.

^{4 Ref} Our soul is exceedingly filled With the scoffing of those that are at ease, And with the contempt of the proud. Psalm 124 A Song of Ascents; of David.

^{1 Ref} > To you I do lift up my eyes, You who sit in the heavens.

^{2 Ref} 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 Ref} Have mercy on us, Yahweh, have mercy on us, For we have endured much contempt.

^{4 Ref} Our soul is exceedingly filled with the scoffing of those who are at ease, With the contempt of the proud.