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| 1 A song of ascents. I lift up my eyes to you, to you whose throne is in heaven. |
| 2 As the eyes of slaves look to the hand of their master, as the eyes of a maid look to the hand of her mistress, so our eyes look to the LORD our God, till he shows us his mercy. |
| 3 Have mercy on us, O LORD, have mercy on us, for we have endured much contempt. |
| 4 We have endured much ridicule from the proud, much contempt from the arrogant. |
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