Psalm 123
A Song of degrees

Unto thee lift I up mine eyes, O thou that dwellest in the
heavens.

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.

Have mercy upon us, O LORD, have mercy upon us: for we are
exceedingly filled with contempt.

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