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Psalm 123

A song for pilgrims ascending to Jerusalem.

I lift my eyes to you,
    O God, enthroned in heaven.
We keep looking to the Lord our God for his mercy,
    just as servants keep their eyes on their master,
    as a slave girl watches her mistress for the slightest signal.
Have mercy on us, Lord, have mercy,
    for we have had our fill of contempt.
We have had more than our fill of the scoffing of the proud
    and the contempt of the arrogant.

A Song of Ascents

A Prayer for Relief

123 To you, who sit enthroned in heaven,
    I lift up my eyes.
Consider this: as the eyes of a servant focus
    on what his master provides,[a]
and as the eyes of a female servant focus[b]
    on what her mistress provides,[c]
so our eyes focus on the Lord our God,
    until he has mercy on us.

Have mercy on us, Lord, have mercy,
    for we have had more than enough of contempt.
Our lives overflow
    with scorn from those who live at ease,
        with contempt from those who are proud.

Notas al pie

  1. Psalm 123:2 Lit. on the hand of his master
  2. Psalm 123:2 The Heb. lacks focus
  3. Psalm 123:2 Lit. on the hand of her mistress