⁸ But my eyes are turned to you, O Lord God: my hope is in you; let not my soul be given up to death.

¹² O our God, will you not be their judge? for our strength is not equal to this great army which is coming against us; and we are at a loss what to do: but our eyes are on you.

¹⁵ My eyes are turned to the Lord at all times; for he will take my feet out of the net.

¹⁶ Be turned to me, and have mercy on me; for I am troubled and have no helper.

¹⁷ The troubles of my heart are increased: O take me out of my sorrows.

¹⁷ When he has given ear to the prayer of the poor, and has not put his request on one side.

¹ <A Song of the going up.> To you my eyes are lifted up, even to you whose seat is in the heavens.

² See! as the eyes of servants are turned to the hands of their masters, and the eyes of a servant-girl to her owner, so our eyes are waiting for the Lord our God, till he has mercy on us.

¹⁷ The poor and crushed are looking for water where no water is, and their tongue is dry for need of it: I the Lord will give ear to their prayer, I the God of Israel will not give them up.

¹² For fear that he may be angry, causing destruction to come on you, because he is quickly moved to wrath. Happy are all those who put their faith in him.

¹ <For the chief music-maker. Of David.> In the Lord put I my faith; how will you say to my soul, Go in flight like a bird to the mountain?

³ The evil man has gone after my soul; my life is crushed down to the earth: he has put me in the dark, like those who have long been dead.

⁴ Because of this my spirit is overcome; and my heart is full of fear.

¹⁸ I will not let you be without a friend: I am coming to you.