To you, I lift up my eyes, enthroned upon the heavens.
Behold, like servant's eyes, look unto their master's hand.
Or as the eyes of a maid, to the hand of her mistress.
Our eyes look to the Lord our God.
Until he is gracious, until he is gracious, our eyes look to the Lord our
God.
Be gracious to us, O Lord, be gracious unto us.
We're greatly filled with contempt.
Yes, our soul is greatly filled.
Filled with the scorn of those who are at ease.
And with the contempt of the proud.
Until he is gracious, until he is gracious, our eyes look to the Lord our
God.
Until he is gracious, until he is gracious, our eyes look to the Lord our
God.
To you, I lift up my eyes, enthroned upon the heavens.