14 lines
527 B
Markdown
14 lines
527 B
Markdown
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## To You I Lift Up My Eyes
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To You I lift up my eyes, The One enthroned in the heavens!
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###### 2
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Behold, as the eyes of slaves _look_ to the hand of their master, As the eyes of a servant-girl to the hand of her mistress, So our eyes _look_ to Yahweh our God, Until He is gracious to us.
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Be gracious to us, O Yahweh, be gracious to us, For we are greatly saturated with contempt.
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Our soul is greatly saturated With the mockery of those who are at ease, _And_ with the contempt of the proud.
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