1 U nto thee lift I up mine eyes, O thou that dwellest in the heavens.

¶ Unto thee I lift up mine eyes, O thou that dwellest in the heavens.

2 B ehold, 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.

Behold, as the eyes of slaves 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 he shall have mercy upon us.

3 H ave mercy upon us, O Lord, have mercy upon us: for we are exceedingly filled with contempt.

Have mercy upon us, O LORD, have mercy upon us, for we are exceedingly weary of being held in contempt.

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

Our soul is exceedingly weary of the scorning of those that are at ease and of the contempt of the proud.