שִׁ֗יר הַֽמַּ֫עֲל֥וֹת אֵ֭לֶיךָ נָשָׂ֣אתִי אֶת עֵינַ֑י הַ֝יֹּשְׁבִ֗י בַּשָּׁמָֽיִם
[A Song of degrees.] To you lift I up mine eyes, O you that dwellest in the heavens.
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הִנֵּ֨ה כְעֵינֵ֪י עֲבָדִ֡ים אֶל יַ֤ד אֲֽדוֹנֵיהֶ֗ם כְּעֵינֵ֣י שִׁפְחָה֮ אֶל יַ֪ד גְּבִ֫רְתָּ֥הּ כֵּ֣ן עֵ֭ינֵינוּ אֶל יְהוָ֣ה אֱלֹהֵ֑ינוּ עַ֝֗ד שֶׁיְּחָנֵּֽנוּ
Behold, as the eyes of servants to the hand of their masters, as the eyes of a maiden to the hand of her mistress; so our eyes upon YHWH our God, until that he have mercy upon us.
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חָנֵּ֣נוּ יְהוָ֣ה חָנֵּ֑נוּ כִּֽי רַ֝֗ב שָׂבַ֥עְנוּ בֽוּז
Have mercy upon us, O YHWH, have mercy upon us: for we are exceedingly filled with contempt.
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רַבַּת֮ שָֽׂבְעָה לָּ֪הּ נַ֫פְשֵׁ֥נוּ הַלַּ֥עַג הַשַּׁאֲנַנִּ֑ים הַ֝בּ֗וּז לִגְאֵ֥יוֹנִֽים
Our soul is exceedingly filled with the scorning of those that are at ease, with the contempt of the proud.