4Greatly hath our soul been filled With the scorning of the easy ones, With the contempt of the arrogant!
4Greatly hath our soul been filled With the scorning of the easy ones, With the contempt of the arrogant!
1 A Song of the Ascents. Unto Thee I have lifted up mine eyes, O dweller in the heavens.
2 Lo, as eyes of men-servants Are unto the hand of their masters, As eyes of a maid-servant Are unto the hand of her mistress, So are our eyes unto Jehovah our God, Till that He doth favour us.
3 Favour us, O Jehovah, favour us, For greatly have we been filled with contempt,
4 Greatly hath our soul been filled With the scorning of the easy ones, With the contempt of the arrogant!
123:4Our soul is exceedingly filled with the scorning of those that are at ease, [and] with the contempt of the proud.
123:4We have endured much ridicule from the proud, much contempt from the arrogant.
123:4For our soul is greatly filled: we are a reproach to the rich, and contempt to the proud.
123:4Our soul is exceedingly filled With the scoffing of those that are at ease, And with the contempt of the proud.
123:4Our soul is exceedingly filled with the scorning of those that are at ease, with the contempt of the proud.
123:4Our soul is exceedingly filled with the scorning of those that are at ease, and with the contempt of the proud.
123:4Our soul is exceedingly filled with the scorning of those that are at ease, and with the contempt of the proud.
123:4Our soul is exceedingly filled with the scoffing of those who are at ease, with the contempt of the proud. A Song of Ascents. By David.
123:4Our soul is exceedingly filled with the scorning of those that are at ease, and with the contempt of the proud.