A Song of Ascents.

     1To Thee I lift up my eyes,
            O Thou who art enthroned in the heavens!

     2Behold, 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 LORD our God,
            Until He shall be gracious to us.

     3Be gracious to us, O LORD, be gracious to us;
            For we are greatly filled with contempt.

     4Our soul is greatly filled
            With the scoffing of those who are at ease,
            And with the contempt of the proud.