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Psalm 123
(LXX 122)

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A Song of degrees. 1 Unto you I lift up my eyes, Oh you who dwells in the heavens.

שִׁ֗יר הַֽמַּ֫עֲלֹ֥ות אֵ֭לֶיךָ נָשָׂ֣אתִי אֶת־עֵינַ֑י הַ֝יֹּשְׁבִ֗י בַּשָּׁמָֽיִם׃

1 [ᾨδὴ τῶν ἀναβαθμῶν.] Πρὸς σὲ ἦρα τοὺς ὀφθαλμούς μου τὸν κατοικοῦντα ἐν τῷ οὐρανῷ. 1 ᾨδὴ τῶν ἀναβαθμῶν. — πρός σὲ ἦρα τοὺς ὀφθαλμούς μου τὸν κατοικοῦντα ἐν τῷ οὐρανῷ.
1 A Song of Degrees. Unto you who dwells in heaven have I lifted up my eyes. 1 A Song of Degrees. Unto you who dwells in heaven have I lifted up my eyes.

2 Behold, as the eyes of servants look unto the hand of their masters, and as the eyes of a maiden unto the hand of her mistress; so our eyes wait upon the LORD our God, until that he have mercy upon us.

הִנֵּ֨ה כְעֵינֵ֪י עֲבָדִ֡ים אֶל־יַ֤ד אֲֽדֹונֵיהֶ֗ם כְּעֵינֵ֣י שִׁפְחָה֮ אֶל־יַ֪ד גְּבִ֫רְתָּ֥הּ כֵּ֣ן עֵ֭ינֵינוּ אֶל־יְהוָ֣ה אֱלֹהֵ֑ינוּ עַ֝֗ד שֶׁיְּחָנֵּֽנוּ׃

2 ἰδοὺ ὡς ὀφθαλμοὶ δούλων εἰς χεῖρας τῶν κυρίων αὐτῶν, ὡς ὀφθαλμοὶ παιδίσκης εἰς χεῖρας τῆς κυρίας αὐτῆς, οὕτως οἱ ὀφθαλμοὶ ἡμῶν πρὸς κύριον τὸν θεὸν ἡμῶν, ἕως οὗ οἰκτιρήσαι ἡμᾶς. 2 ἰδοὺ ὡς ὀφθαλμοὶ δούλων εἰς χεῖρας τῶν κυρίων αὐτῶν, ὡς ὀφθαλμοὶ παιδίσκης εἰς χεῖρας τῆς κυρίας αὐτῆς, οὕτως οἱ ὀφθαλμοὶ ἡμῶν πρὸς Κύριον τὸν Θεὸν ἡμῶν, ἕως οὗ οἰκτειρῆσαι ἡμᾶς.
2 Behold, as the eyes of servants are directed to the hands of their masters, and as the eyes of a maidservant to the hands of her mistress; so our eyes are directed to our Lord God, until he have mercy upon us. 2 Behold, as the eyes of servants are directed to the hands of their masters, and as the eyes of a maidservant to the hands of her mistress; so our eyes are directed to our Lord God, until he have mercy upon us.

3 Have mercy upon us, Oh LORD, have mercy upon us; for we are exceedingly filled with contempt.

חָנֵּ֣נוּ יְהוָ֣ה חָנֵּ֑נוּ כִּֽי־רַ֝֗ב שָׂבַ֥עְנוּ בֽוּז׃

3 ἐλέησον ἡμᾶς, κύριε, ἐλέησον ἡμᾶς, ὅτι ἐπὶ πολὺ ἐπλήσθημεν ἐξουδενώσεως, 3 ἐλέησον ἡμᾶς, Κύριε, ἐλέησον ἡμᾶς, ὅτι ἐπὶ πολὺ ἐπλήσθημεν ἐξουδενώσεως,
3 Have pity upon us, Oh Lord, have pity upon us; for we are exceedingly filled with contempt. 3 Have pity upon us, Oh Lord, have pity upon us; for we are exceedingly filled with contempt.

4 Our soul is exceedingly filled with the scorning of those who are at ease, and with the contempt of the proud.

רַבַּת֮ שָֽׂבְעָה־לָּ֪הּ נַ֫פְשֵׁ֥נוּ הַלַּ֥עַג הַשַּׁאֲנַנִּ֑ים הַ֝בּ֗וּז לִגְאֵ֥יֹונִֽים ׃

4 ἐπὶ πλεῖον ἐπλήσθη ψυχὴ ἡμῶν.
τὸ ὄνειδος τοῖς εὐθηνοῦσιν, καὶ ἐξουδένωσις τοῖς ὑπερηφάνοις.
4 ἐπὶ πλεῖον ἐπλήσθη ψυχὴ ἡμῶν.
τὸ ὄνειδος τοῖς εὐθηνοῦσι, καὶ ἐξουδένωσις τοῖς ὑπερηφάνοις.
4 Yes, our soul has been exceedingly filled with it; let the reproach be to those who are at ease, and contempt to the proud. 4 Yes, our soul has been exceedingly filled with it; let the reproach be to those who are at ease, and contempt to the proud.

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