1 T o you I do lift up my eyes, you who sit 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 to the hand of their master, as the eyes of a maid to the hand of her mistress; so our eyes look to Yahweh, our God, until he has mercy on 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 on us, Yahweh, have mercy on us, for we have endured much 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 scoffing of those who are at ease, 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.