Psalm 123
Mercy upon the despised
The singer lifts his eyes to the Lord, as servants watch their master's hand, waiting for his mercy while the soul is filled with the scorn of the proud.
4 verses. The 123rd of 150 chapters in Psalms, in Poetry and Wisdom.
1A Song of Ascents. I lift up my eyes to you, you who sit in the heavens.
2Behold, as the eyes of servants look to the hand of their master, as the eyes of a maid to the hand of her mistress, so our eyes look to the LORD, our God, until he has mercy on us.
3Have mercy on us, LORD, have mercy on us, for we have endured much contempt.
4Our soul is exceedingly filled with the scoffing of those who are at ease, with the contempt of the proud.
Matthew Henry on Psalm 123
1,306 words, in 1 passage.
World English Bible. Public domain. Set as prose throughout, including the poetry, because the text is published to us without its lines.