A
Song
of
degrees
.
1
Unto
thee
lift
I up
mine
eyes
, O
thou
that
dwellest
in the
heavens
.
2
Behold
, 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.
3
Have
mercy
upon
us, O
LORD
,
have
mercy
upon
us: for we are
exceedingly
filled
with
contempt
.
4
Our
soul
is
exceedingly
filled
with
the
scorning
of
those
that
are at
ease
, and
with
the
contempt
of the
proud
.