A Song of Ascents. ¹ To You I lift up my eyes,
O You who are enthroned in the heavens! ² Behold, as the eyes of servants look to the hand of their master,
As the eyes of a maid to the hand of her mistress,
So our eyes look to the LORD our God,
Until He is gracious to us. ³ Be gracious to us, O LORD, be gracious to us,
For we are greatly filled with contempt. ⁴ Our soul is greatly filled
With the scoffing of those who are at ease,
And with the contempt of the proud.