Psalm 123

Narrator: Chris Genthree
Duration: 1min
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A Song of degrees.
Unto thee lift I up mine eyes, O thou that dwellest in the heavens.
Behold, as the eyes of servants look unto the hand of their masters [lords, adonim], and as the eyes of a maiden unto the hand of her mistress; so our eyes wait upon Jehovah our Elohim, until that he have mercy upon us.
Have mercy upon us, O Jehovah, have mercy upon us: for we are exceedingly filled with contempt.
Our soul is exceedingly filled with the scorning of those that are at ease, and with the contempt of the proud.
123:1 I look up, 2 as a servant—for mercy; 3, 4 still among the wicked.