1
I lift up my eyes to you,
to you who sit enthroned in heaven.
2
As the eyes of slaves look to the hand of their master,
as the eyes of a female slave look to the hand of her mistress,
so our eyes look to the Lord our God,
till he shows us his mercy.
3
Have mercy on us, Lord, have mercy on us,
for we have endured no end of contempt.
4
We have endured no end
of ridicule from the arrogant,
of contempt from the proud.
