תהילים קכג

A song of ascents.
To You, enthroned in heaven,
I turn my eyes.

As the eyes of servants follow their master’s hand,
as the eyes of a maid follow the hand of her mistress,
so our eyes are toward the ETERNAL our God,
awaiting divine favor.

Show us favor, O ETERNAL One,
show us favor!
We have had more than enough of contempt.

Long enough have we endured
the scorn of the complacent,
the contempt of the haughty.