¹O thou that dwellest in the heav'ns,

I lift mine eyes to thee.

²Behold, as servants' eyes do look

their masters' hand to see,

As handmaid's eyes her mistress' hand;

so do our eyes attend

Upon the Lord our God, until

to us he mercy send.

³O Lord, be gracious to us,

unto us gracious be;

Because replenish'd with contempt

exceedingly are we.

⁴Our soul is fill'd with scorn of those

that at their ease abide,

And with the insolent contempt

of those that swell in pride.