| 1 | To thee I lift up my eyes, O thou who art enthroned in the heavens! |
| 2 | Behold, 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, till he have mercy upon us. |
| 3 | Have mercy upon us, O LORD, have mercy upon us, for we have had more than enough of contempt. |
| 4 | Too long our soul has been sated with the scorn of those who are at ease, the contempt of the proud. |