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123:1	[A song of degrees.] Vnto thee lift I vp mine eyes: O thou that dwellest in the heauens.
123:2	Beholde, as the eyes of seruants looke vnto the hand of their Masters, and as the eyes of a maiden, vnto the hand of her mistresse: so our eyes waite vpon the Lord our God, vntill that he haue mercy vpon vs.
123:3	Haue mercy vpon vs, O Lord, haue mercy vpon vs: for we are exceedingly filled with contempt.
123:4	Our soule is exceedingly filled with the scorning of those that are at ease: and with the contempt of the proud.


123:1	I lyft vp myne eyes vnto thee: who dwellest in heauen
123:2	Beholde, as the eyes of seruauntes loke vnto the hande of their maisters, and as the eyes of a mayden vnto the hande of her maistresse: euen so our eyes wayte vpon God our Lorde vntyll he haue mercie vpon vs
123:3	Haue mercy vpon vs O God, haue mercy vpon vs: for we haue suffered enough of dispite
123:4	Our soule is filled with the scornefull reprofe of the wealthy: and with the dispitefulnes of the proude


123:1	A song of degrees. I lift vp mine eyes to thee, that dwellest in the heauens.
123:2	Behold, as the eyes of seruants looke vnto the hand of their masters, and as the eyes of a mayden vnto the hand of her mistres: so our eyes waite vpon the Lord our God vntil he haue mercie vpon vs.
123:3	Haue mercie vpon vs, O Lord, haue mercie vpon vs: for we haue suffered too much contempt.
123:4	Our soule is filled too full of ye mocking of the wealthy, and of the despitefulnes of the proude.