A Song of degrees.
1. Unto You I lift up my eyes, O You Who dwell in the heavens.
2. Behold, as the eyes of servants look unto the hand of their masters, as the eyes of a maiden unto the hand of her mistress; so our eyes look to the LORD our God until He shall have mercy upon us.
3. Be gracious unto us, O LORD, be gracious unto us; for we are exceedingly filled with contempt.
4. Our soul is exceedingly filled with the scorning of those who are at ease, with the contempt of the proud oppressors.
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