Psalm 123:4
Verse 4 of 4. The 123rd of 150 chapters in Psalms, in Poetry and Wisdom.
1Unto thee lift I up mine eyes, O thou that dwellest in the heavens.
2Behold, 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.
3Have mercy upon us, O Lord, have mercy upon us: for we are exceedingly filled with contempt.
4Our soul is exceedingly filled with the scorning of those that are at ease, and with the contempt of the proud.
King James Version. Public domain. Set as prose throughout, including the poetry, because the text is published to us without its lines.