A song of ascents.
1I lift up my eyes to YOU,
To YOU Who Sit Enthroned in heaven.
2As the eyes of slaves look to the hand of their master,
as the eyes of a female slave look to the hand of her mistress,
so our eyes look to The Lord our GOD,
till HE Shows us His Mercy.
3Have Mercy On us, Lord, Have Mercy on us,
for we have endured no end of contempt.
4We have endured no end
of ridicule from the arrogant,
of contempt from the proud.
This Psalm was penned at a time then Israel was brought low and trampled upon; some think it was when the Jews were captives in Babylon, though that was not the only time that they were insulted over by the proud.
The psalmist begins as if he spoke for himself only (v. 1), but presently speaks in the name of the people of Israel.
I. Their expectation of Mercy from GOD (v. 1, 2).
II. Their plea for Mercy with GOD, (v. 3, 4).
In singing it we must have our eye up to GOD's Favor with a holy concern, and then an eye down to men's reproach with a contempt.