1A Song of Ascents. To You I lift up my eyes, O You who are enthroned in the heavens! 2Behold, as the eyes of servants [look] to the hand of their master, As the eyes of a maid to the hand of her mistress, So our eyes [look] to the LORD our God, Until He is gracious to us. 3Be gracious to us, O LORD, be gracious to us, For we are greatly filled with contempt. 4Our soul is greatly filled With the scoffing of those who are at ease, [And] with the contempt of the proud.