Ps.123.1

I look to you, heaven-dwelling God, look up to you for help.

Ps.123.1

I lift up my eyes to you, to you whose throne is in heaven.

Ps.123.1

Unto You I lift up my eyes, O You who dwell in the heavens.

Ps.123.1

I lift my eyes to you, O God, enthroned in heaven.

Ps.123.2

Like servants, alert to their master's commands, like a maiden attending her lady, We're watching and waiting, holding our breath, awaiting your word of mercy.

Ps.123.2

As the eyes of slaves look to the hand of their master, as the eyes of a maid look to the hand of her mistress, so our eyes look to the LORD our God, till he shows us his mercy.

Ps.123.2

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, So our eyes look to the LORD our God, Until He has mercy on us.

Ps.123.2

We look 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.

Ps.123.3

Mercy, GOD, mercy! We've been kicked around long enough,

Ps.123.3

Have mercy on us, O LORD, have mercy on us, for we have endured much contempt.

Ps.123.3

Have mercy on us, O LORD, have mercy on us! For we are exceedingly filled with contempt.

Ps.123.3

Have mercy on us, LORD, have mercy, for we have had our fill of contempt.

Ps.123.4

Kicked in the teeth by complacent rich men, kicked when we're down by arrogant brutes.

Ps.123.4

We have endured much ridicule from the proud, much contempt from the arrogant.

Ps.123.4

Our soul is exceedingly filled With the scorn of those who are at ease, With the contempt of the proud.

Ps.123.4

We have had our fill of the scoffing of the proud and the contempt of the arrogant.