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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.
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