To You do I lift up my eyes, You who sit enthroned in heaven.
Behold, as the eyes of the servants Look to the hand of their masters, As the eyes of a servant girl Look to the hand of her mistress, So our eyes look to Jehovah our God, Until He is gracious to us.
Be gracious to us, O Jehovah, be gracious to us; For we are greatly filled with contempt.
Our soul is greatly filled With the scorn of those who are at ease, With the contempt of the proud.
If it had not been Jehovah who was on our side, Oh, let Israel say,
If it had not been Jehovah who was on our side When men rose up against us;
Then they would have swallowed us up alive When their anger burned against us;
Then the waters would have washed us away; The stream would have passed over our soul;
Then the proud waters Would have passed over our soul.
Blessed be Jehovah, who has not given us As prey to their teeth.
Our soul has escaped like a bird, Out of the snare of the fowlers; The snare is broken, And we have escaped.
Our help is in the name of Jehovah, Who made heaven and earth.