1 Unto thee lift I up mine eyes,O thou that dwellest in the heavens.
2 Behold, 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.
3 Have mercy upon us, O Lord,have mercy upon us:for we are exceedingly filled with contempt.
4 Our soul is exceedingly filledwith the scorning of those that are at ease, and with the contempt of the proud.