1
To you I lift up my eyes,
O you who are enthroned in the heavens!
2
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
until he has mercy upon us.
3
Have mercy upon us, O
for we have had more than enough of contempt.
4
Our soul has had more than its fill
of the scorn of those who are at ease,
of the contempt of the proud.