To you I lift up my eyes
O You who are enthroned in the heavens!
Behold, as to the hand of their master
All the eyes of his servants
As the eyes of a maidservant
To the hand of her mistress
So our eyes look to the Lord our God
Till He has mercy upon us
Have mercy upon us, O Lord, have mercy upon us
For we have had more than enough of contempt
Have mercy upon us, O Lord, have mercy upon us
Avoid us from evil attempts
Our soul has had more than enough of the scorn of those who are at ease
Of the contempt of the proud, avoid us Lord, please
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