à ùÑÄéø, äÇîÌÇòÂìåÉú:
àÅìÆéêÈ, ðÈùÒÈàúÄé àÆú-òÅéðÇé-- äÇéÌÉùÑÀáÄé, áÌÇùÌÑÈîÈéÄí.
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1 A Song of Ascents. {N}
Unto Thee I lift up mine eyes, O Thou that art enthroned in the heavens.
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á äÄðÌÅä ëÀòÅéðÅé òÂáÈãÄéí, àÆì-éÇã àÂãåÉðÅéäÆí--
ëÌÀòÅéðÅé ùÑÄôÀçÈä, àÆì-éÇã âÌÀáÄøÀúÌÈäÌ:
ëÌÅï òÅéðÅéðåÌ, àÆì-éÀäåÈä àÁìÉäÅéðåÌ-- òÇã, ùÑÆéÌÀçÈðÌÅðåÌ.
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2 Behold, as the eyes of servants unto the hand of their master, {N}
as the eyes of a maiden unto the hand of her mistress; {N}
so our eyes look unto the LORD our God, until He be gracious unto us.
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â çÈðÌÅðåÌ éÀäåÈä çÈðÌÅðåÌ: ëÌÄé-øÇá, ùÒÈáÇòÀðåÌ áåÌæ.
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3 Be gracious unto us, O LORD, be gracious unto us; for we are full sated with contempt.
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ã øÇáÌÇú, ùÒÈáÀòÈä-ìÌÈäÌ ðÇôÀùÑÅðåÌ:
äÇìÌÇòÇâ äÇùÌÑÇàÂðÇðÌÄéí; äÇáÌåÌæ, ìâàéåðéí (ìÄâÀàÅé éåÉðÄéí).
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4 Our soul is full sated {N}
with the scorning of those that are at ease, and with the contempt of the proud oppressors. {P}
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