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UNTO thee lift I up mine eyes, * O thou that dwellest in the heavens.
Behold, even 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, * even so our eyes wait upon the LORD our God, until he have mercy upon us.
Have mercy upon us, O LORD, have mercy upon us; * for we are utterly despised.
Our soul is filled with the scornful reproof of the wealthy, * and with the despitefulness of the proud.
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