0. A Song of Ascents.

1. To thee I lift up my eyes, O thou who art enthroned in the heavens!

2. Behold, as the eyes of servants look to the hand of their master, as the eyes of a maid to the hand of her mistress, so our eyes look to the LORD our God, till he have mercy upon us.

3. Have mercy upon us, O LORD, have mercy upon us, for we have had more than enough of contempt.

4. Too long our soul has been sated with the scorn of those who are at ease, the contempt of the proud.





“Dirás tu o mais belo dos credos quando houver noite em redor de ti, na hora do sacrifício, na dor, no supremo esforço duma vontade inquebrantável para o bem. Este credo é como um relâmpago que rasga a escuridão de teu espírito e no seu brilho te eleva a Deus”. São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina