A Song{H7892} of degrees{H4609}. Unto thee lift I up{H5375}{(H8804)} mine eyes{H5869}, O thou that dwellest{H3427}{(H8802)} in the heavens{H8064}.

Behold, as the eyes{H5869} of servants{H5650} look unto the hand{H3027} of their masters{H113}, and as the eyes{H5869} of a maiden{H8198} unto the hand{H3027} of her mistress{H1404}; so our eyes{H5869} wait upon the LORD{H3068} our God{H430}, until that he have mercy{H2603}{(H8799)} upon us.

Have mercy{H2603}{(H8798)} upon us, O LORD{H3068}, have mercy{H2603}{(H8798)} upon us: for we are exceedingly{H7227} filled{H7646}{(H8804)} with contempt{H937}.

Our soul{H5315} is exceedingly{H7227} filled{H7646}{(H8804)} with the scorning{H3933} of those that are at ease{H7600}, and with the contempt{H937} of the proud{H3238}{(H8802)}{(H8678)}{H1343}{(H8675)}{H1349}.