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Psalm 123

CM/CMD · 8·6·8·6 (D)

A Song of degrees.

1 O thou that sittest in the heav’ns,

I lift mine eyes to thee.

2 Lo, as the servant’s eyes unto

hand of their masters be:

as maid’s eyes to her mistress’ hand,

so are our eyes unto

the Lord our God, until that he

shall mercy to us show.

3 O Lord, be merciful to us,

merciful to us be:

because that filled with contempt

exceedingly are we.

4 With scorn of those that be at ease,

our soul’s fill’d very much:

also of those that great ones are,

ev’n with contempt of such.