A Song of Ascents. To thee I lift up my eyes, O thou who art enthroned in the heavens!
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, till he have mercy upon us.
Have mercy upon us, O LORD, have mercy upon us, for we have had more than enough of contempt.
Too long our soul has been sated with the scorn of those who are at ease, the contempt of the proud.