- 1. A Song of the Ascents. Unto Thee I have lifted up mine eyes, O dweller in the heavens.
- 2. Lo, as eyes of men-servants `Are' unto the hand of their masters, As eyes of a maid-servant `Are' unto the hand of her mistress, So `are' our eyes unto Jehovah our God, Till that He doth favour us.
- 3. Favour us, O Jehovah, favour us, For greatly have we been filled with contempt,
- 4. Greatly hath our soul been filled With the scorning of the easy ones, With the contempt of the arrogant!
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