1A Song of degrees.Unto thee lift I up mine eyes, O thou that dwellest in the heavens. Many Bible Versions
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. Many Bible Versions
3Have mercy upon us, O Lord, have mercy upon us: for we are exceedingly filled with contempt. Many Bible Versions
4Our soul is exceedingly filled with the scorning of those that are at ease, and with the contempt of the proud. Many Bible Versions