1 A song for going up to the Temple. Lord, I look up and pray to you. You sit as King in heaven.
2 A slave looks to his master to provide what he needs, and a servant girl depends on the woman she serves. So we depend on the Lord our God, waiting for him to have mercy on us.
3 Lord, be merciful to us, because we have been insulted much too long.
4 We have had enough of the hateful words of those proud people who make fun of us and show us no respect.