Young's Literal Translation

Psalms 122

The Book of Psalms

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Chapter 123

1

A Song of the Ascents. Unto Thee I have lifted up mine eyes, O dweller in the heavens.

2

Lo, as eyes of men-servants Are unto the hand of their masters, As eyes of a maid-servant Are unto the hand of her mistress, So are our eyes unto Yehovah our God, Till that He doth favour us.

3

Favour us, O Yehovah, favour us, For greatly have we been filled with contempt,

4

Greatly hath our soul been filled With the scorning of the easy ones, With the contempt of the arrogant!

Psalms 124

 

 

 

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