1. "A Song of degrees." Unto you I lift up my eyes, O you that dwell in the heavens.
2. Behold, as the eyes of servants look to the hand of their masters, and as the eyes of a maiden to the hand of her mistress; so our eyes wait upon the LORD our God, until he shall have mercy upon us.
3. Have mercy on us, O LORD, have mercy on us: for we are exceedingly filled with contempt.
4. Our soul is exceedingly filled with the scorning of those that are at ease, and with the contempt of the proud.