Brenton(i)
1 (122:1) A Song of Degrees: Unto thee who dwellest in heaven have I lifted up mine eyes.
2 (122:2) Behold, as the eyes of servants are directed to the hands of their masters, and as the eyes of a maidservant to the hands of her mistress; so our eyes are directed to the Lord our God, until he have mercy upon us.
3 (122:3) Have pity upon us, O Lord, have pity upon us: for we are exceedingly filled with contempt.
4 (122:4) Yea, our soul has been exceedingly filled with it: let the reproach be to them that are at ease, and contempt to the proud.