Unto thee lift I | up mine eyes,

* O thou that | dwellest in the heavens.

2 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.

3 Have mercy upon us, O LORD, have | mercy• upon us;

* for we are | utterly despised.

4 Our soul is filled with the scornful reproof | of the wealthy,

* and with the de- | -spiteful•ness of the proud.

Glory be to the Father, and | to the Son,

* and | to the Holy Ghost,

As it was in the beginning, is now, and | ever shall be,

* world without | end.  Amen.