[1]A Song of Ascents. Unto Thee I lift up mine eyes, O Thou that art enthroned in the heavens.[2]Behold, as the eyes of servants unto the hand of their master, as the eyes of a maiden unto the hand of her mistress; so our eyes look unto 𐤉𐤇𐤅𐤇 our God, until He be gracious unto us.[3]Be gracious unto us, O 𐤉𐤇𐤅𐤇, be gracious unto us; for we are full sated with contempt.[4]Our soul is full sated with the scorning of those that are at ease, and with the contempt of the proud oppressors.