Unto thee do I lift up mine eyes, O thou that sittest in the heavens.
Behold, as the eyes of servants [look] unto the hand of their master, As the eyes of a maid unto the hand of her mistress So our eyes [look] unto Jehovah our God, Until he have mercy upon us.
Have mercy upon us, O Jehovah, have mercy upon us For we are exceedingly filled with contempt.
Our soul is exceedingly filled With the scoffing of those that are at ease, And with the contempt of the proud.
Leitura na versão Bible American Standard - Inglés