1 A Song of Ascents. To You I lift up my eyes— You enthroned in the heavens.
2 Behold, as the eyes of slaves to the hand of their master, as the eyes of a slave-girl to the hand of her mistress— so our eyes look to Adonai our God, till He shows us favor.
3 Show us favor, Adonai, show us favor! For we have endured much contempt.
4 Our soul has had enough of the scorn of those at ease, the contempt of the proud.