Psalms 123
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1A song of degrees. I lift vp mine eyes to thee, that dwellest in the heauens. 2Behold, as the eyes of seruants looke vnto the hand of their masters, and as the eyes of a mayden vnto the hand of her mistres: so our eyes waite vpon the Lord our God vntil he haue mercie vpon vs. 3Haue mercie vpon vs, O Lord, haue mercie vpon vs: for we haue suffered too much contempt. 4Our soule is filled too full of ye mocking of the wealthy, and of the despitefulnes of the proude.
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