1. A Song of Ascents. To You I lift up my eyes— You enthroned in the heavens.
2. Behold, as the eyes of slaves to the hand of their master, as the eyes of a slave-girl to the hand of her mistress— so our eyes look to Adonai our God, till He shows us favor.
3. Show us favor, Adonai, show us favor! For we have endured much contempt.
4. Our soul has had enough of the scorn of those at ease, the contempt of the proud.