A Song of Ascents.
Unto Thee I lift up mine eyes, O Thou that art enthroned in the heavens.
Behold, as the eyes of servants unto the hand of their master, as the eyes of a maiden unto the hand of her mistress;
so our eyes look unto the LORD our God, until He be gracious unto us.
Be gracious unto us, O LORD, be gracious unto us;
for we are full sated with contempt.
Our soul is full sated with the scorning of those that are at ease, and with the contempt of the proud oppressors.