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Psalm 123

A song of ascents.

I lift up my eyes to you,
    to you who sit enthroned(A) in heaven.
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(B) our God,
    till he shows us his mercy.

Have mercy on us, Lord, have mercy on us,
    for we have endured no end of contempt.
We have endured no end
    of ridicule from the arrogant,
    of contempt from the proud.

123 Unto thee lift I up mine eyes, O thou that dwellest in the heavens.

Behold, as the eyes of servants look unto the hand of their masters, and as the eyes of a maiden unto the hand of her mistress; so our eyes wait upon the Lord our God, until that he have mercy upon us.

Have mercy upon us, O Lord, have mercy upon us: for we are exceedingly filled with contempt.

Our soul is exceedingly filled with the scorning of those that are at ease, and with the contempt of the proud.

Cầu Xin Chúa Giúp Ðỡ

Bài ca đi lên đền thánh

Lạy Ðấng ngự trên các tầng trời,
Con ngước mắt lên hướng về Ngài.
Kìa, như mắt các đầy tớ trông nơi tay ông chủ họ thể nào,
Như mắt người tớ gái trông nơi tay bà chủ nàng thể nào,
Mắt chúng con cũng vọng trông nơi Chúa, Ðức Chúa Trời chúng con, thể ấy,
Cho đến khi Ngài bày tỏ ơn thương xót đối với chúng con.

Xin thương xót chúng con, Chúa ôi, xin thương xót chúng con,
Vì chúng con bị khinh khi quá đỗi.
Linh hồn chúng con quá ngao ngán những lời nhạo báng của đám người kiêu ngạo,
Cùng với giọng khinh người của những kẻ kiêu căng.

Prayer for Relief from Contempt

A Song of Ascents.

123 Unto You (A)I lift up my eyes,
O You (B)who dwell in the heavens.
Behold, as the eyes of servants look to the hand of their masters,
As the eyes of a maid to the hand of her mistress,
(C)So our eyes look to the Lord our God,
Until He has mercy on us.

Have mercy on us, O Lord, have mercy on us!
For we are exceedingly filled with contempt.
Our soul is exceedingly filled
With the scorn of those who are at ease,
With the contempt of the proud.

Our Eyes Look to the Lord Our God

A Song of (A)Ascents.

123 To you I (B)lift up my eyes,
    O you who are (C)enthroned in the heavens!
Behold, as the eyes of servants
    look to the hand of their master,
as the eyes of a maidservant
    to the hand of her mistress,
so our eyes look to the Lord our God,
    till he has mercy upon us.

(D)Have mercy upon us, O Lord, have mercy upon us,
    for we have had more than enough of (E)contempt.
Our soul has had more than enough
    of (F)the scorn of (G)those who are at ease,
    of the contempt of (H)the proud.