1A Song of degrees. Unto thee lift I up mine eyes, O thou that dwellest in the heavens.
2Behold, 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.
3Have mercy upon us, O Lord, have mercy upon us: For we are exceedingly filled with contempt.