KJV Psalms 123
A Song of degrees. 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 LORD our God, until that he have mercy upon us. 3 Have mercy upon us, O LORD, 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.