¹⁵ Mine eyes are ever toward Jehovah; For he will pluck my feet out of the net.

⁸ For mine eyes are unto thee, O Jehovah the Lord: In thee do I take refuge; leave not my soul destitute.

⁴ Pluck me out of the net that they have laid privily for me; For thou art my stronghold.

² Behold, as the eyes of servants `look' unto the hand of their master, As the eyes of a maid unto the hand of her mistress; So our eyes `look' unto Jehovah our God, Until he have mercy upon us.

¹ I will lift up mine eyes unto the mountains: From whence shall my help come?

² My help `cometh' from Jehovah, Who made heaven and earth.

⁷ Our soul is escaped as a bird out of the snare of the fowlers: The snare is broken, and we are escaped.

⁸ Our help is in the name of Jehovah, Who made heaven and earth. Psalm 125 A Song of Ascents.

²⁶ For among my people are found wicked men: they watch, as fowlers lie in wait; they set a trap, they catch men.

²⁵ in meekness correcting them that oppose themselves; if peradventure God may give them repentance unto the knowledge of the truth,

²⁶ and they may recover themselves out of the snare of the devil, having been taken captive by him unto his will.