A Song of degrees.
Unto thee lift I up mine eyes, O thou that dwellest in the heavens. Psa 121:1Psa 141:8Psa 25:15Psa 2:4Luk 18:13Mat 6:9Psa 11:4Isa 57:15
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. Psa 130:5-6Lam 3:25-26Psa 25:15Psa 40:1-3Gen 49:18Psa 119:123-125Luk 18:1Gen 32:26
Have mercy upon us, O LORD, have mercy upon us: for we are exceedingly filled with contempt. Luk 18:11-13Psa 57:1Psa 89:50-51Neh 4:2-4Isa 53:3Luk 16:14Luk 23:35Psa 4:1
Our soul is exceedingly filled with the scorning of those that are at ease, and with the contempt of the proud. Job 12:5Psa 119:51Act 17:321Co 4:13Isa 32:11Act 26:24Amo 6:1Isa 32:9