1 A Song of Ascents. I will lift up my eyes on You, O Dweller in Heaven.
2 Behold, as the eyes of servants look to the hand of their masters; as the eyes of a maiden to the hand of her mistress; so our eyes wait on Jehovah our God, until He shows grace to us.
3 Be gracious to us, O Jehovah; be gracious to us! For we are exceedingly filled with scorn.
4 Our soul is exceedingly filled for itself with the contempt of those who are at ease, the scorn of the proud.