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A Song of degrees. 
 1 Unto thee do I lift up mine eyes, O thou that dwellest in the heavens. 
 2 Behold, as the eyes of servants [look] unto the hand of their masters, as the eyes of a maiden unto the hand of her mistress, so our eyes [are directed] to Jehovah our °ElohimGod, until he be gracious unto us. 
 3 Be gracious unto us, O Jehovah, be gracious unto us; for we are exceedingly filled with contempt. 
 4 Our soul is exceedingly filled with the scorning of those that are at ease, with the contempt of the proud.