Young's Literal Translation

Psalms 122     

The Book of Psalms

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Chapter 123

A Song of the Ascents. Unto Thee I have lifted up mine eyes, O dweller in the heavens.

Lo, as eyes of men-servants [Are] unto the hand of their masters, As eyes of a maid-servant [Are] unto the hand of her mistress, So [are] our eyes unto Jehovah our God, Till that He doth favour us.

Favour us, O Jehovah, favour us, For greatly have we been filled with contempt,

Greatly hath our soul been filled With the scorning of the easy ones, With the contempt of the arrogant!

Psalms 124

 

 

 

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