A Song of degrees.
1 Unto You lift I up mine eyes, O You 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 יהוה our God (Elohim), until that He has mercy upon us.
3 Have mercy upon us, O יהוה, 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.