1 T o You I lift up my eyes, O You who are enthroned in the heavens!

2 B ehold, 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 the Lord our God, Until He is gracious to us.

3 B e gracious to us, O Lord, be gracious to us, For we are greatly filled with contempt.

4 O ur soul is greatly filled With the scoffing of those who are at ease, And with the contempt of the proud.