1 ϯϩⲱⲇⲏ ⲛⲧⲉⲛⲓⲁⲛⲁⲃⲁⲑⲙⲟⲥ
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2 ⲁⲓϥⲁⲓ ⲛⲛⲁⲃⲁⲗ ⲉⲡⲱϣⲓ ϩⲁⲣⲟⲕ ⲫⲏ ⲉⲧϣⲟⲡ ϧⲉⲛⲧⲫⲉ ϩⲏⲡⲡⲉ ⲙⲫⲣⲏϯ ⲛϩⲁⲛⲃⲁⲗ ⲙⲃⲱⲕ ϧⲉⲛⲛⲉⲛϫⲓϫ ⲛⲧⲉⲛⲟⲩϭⲓⲥⲉⲩ ⲛⲉⲙⲙⲫⲣⲏϯ ⲛϩⲁⲛⲃⲁⲗ ⲙⲃⲱⲕⲓ ϧⲉⲛⲛⲉⲛϫⲓϫ ⲛⲧⲉⲧⲉⲥϭⲟⲓⲥ
Unto thee who dwellest in heaven have I lifted up mine eyes.
3 ⲡⲁⲓⲣⲏϯ ⲛⲉⲛⲃⲁⲗ ⲟⲩⲃⲉ ⲡϭⲟⲓⲥ ⲡⲉⲛⲛⲟⲩϯ ϣⲁⲧⲉϥϣⲉⲛϩⲏⲧ ϧⲁⲣⲟⲛ
Behold, as the eyes of servants are directed to the hands of their masters, and as the eyes of a maidservant to the hands of her mistress; so our eyes are directed to the Lord our God, until he have mercy upon us.
4 ⲛⲁⲓ ⲛⲁⲛ ⲡϭⲟⲓⲥ ⲛⲁⲓ ⲛⲁⲛ ϫⲉϧⲉⲛⲟⲩⲁϣⲁⲓ ⲁⲛⲙⲟϩ ⲛϣⲱϣ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ϧⲉⲛⲟⲩϩⲟⲩⲟ ⲁⲥⲙⲟϩ ⲛϫⲉⲧⲉⲛⲩⲭⲏ ⲡϣⲱϣ ⲙⲏⲓϥ ⲛⲛⲏ ⲉⲧⲉⲣⲉⲩⲑⲏⲛⲓⲛ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲡϣⲱϣϥ ⲛⲛⲓϭⲁⲥⲓϩⲏⲧ
Have pity upon us, O Lord, have pity upon us: for we are exceedingly filled with contempt.