A Song of degrees.
1 Unto thee lift I up mine eyes, O thou that dwellest in the heavens.
2 Behold, as the eyes of servants look unto the hand of their masters, and as the eyes of a maiden unto the hand of her mistress; so our eyes wait upon the LORD our God, until that he have mercy upon us.
3 Have mercy upon us, O LORD, have mercy upon us: for we are exceedingly filled with contempt.
4 Our soul is exceedingly filled with the scorning of those that are at ease, and with the contempt of the proud.
1 canticum graduum David
nisi Dominus fuisset in nobis dicat nunc Israhel
2 nisi Dominus fuisset in nobis
cum exsurgerent super nos homines
3 forsitan vivos absorbuissent nos
cum irasceretur furor eorum super nos
4 forsitan aquae circumdedissent nos
5 torrens transisset super animam nostram
forsitan transissent super animam nostram aquae superbae
6 benedictus Dominus qui non dedit nos in praedam dentibus eorum
7 anima nostra quasi avis erepta est de laqueo venantium
laqueus contritus est et nos liberati sumus
8 auxilium nostrum in nomine Domini qui fecit caelum et terram