¹ To you I lift up my eyes,
to you who are seated in heaven.
² Indeed, as the eyes of slaves look to the hand of their master,
as the eyes of a maid look to the hand of her mistress,
so our eyes look to the Lord our God, until he shows us his grace.
³ Show grace to us, O Lord.
Show grace to us,
for we have had our fill of contempt.
⁴ Our souls have had their fill of the scorn of the smug
and of the contempt of the arrogant.