1
Unto thee lift I up mine eyes, O thou 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 the \+w LORD|strong="H3068"\+w** our God, until that he have mercy upon us.
3
Have mercy upon us, O \+w LORD|strong="H3068"\+w**, 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.