Psalms

A Song of Ascents.

1Unto thee do I lift up mine eyes, O thou that sittest in the heavens.

2Behold, as the eyes of servants look unto the hand of their master, As the eyes of a maid unto the hand of her mistress; So our eyes look unto Jehovah our God, Until he have mercy upon us.

3Have mercy upon us, O Jehovah, have mercy upon us; For we are exceedingly filled with contempt.

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

1Đấng đang ngự trên trời.

2tới khi Người xót thương chút phận.

3bởi chúng con bị khinh miệt ê chề ;

4giọng khinh người của bọn kiêu căng.