Psalms 123
wbs@Psalms:123:1 @ A Song of degrees. To thee I raise my eyes, O thou that dwellest in the heavens.
wbs@Psalms:123:2 @ Behold, as the eyes of servants look to the hand of their masters, and as the eyes of a maiden to the hand of her mistress; so our eyes wait upon the LORD our God, until he shall have mercy upon us.
wbs@Psalms:123:3 @ Have mercy upon us, O LORD, have mercy upon us; for we are exceedingly filled with contempt.
wbs@Psalms:123:4 @ Our soul is exceedingly filled with the scorning of those that are at ease, and with the contempt of the proud.