⁸ For my eyes are on you, Yahweh, the Lord. In you, I take refuge. Don't leave my soul destitute.

¹² Our God, will you not judge them? for we have no might against this great company that comes against us; neither know we what to do: but out eyes are on you.

¹⁵ My eyes are ever on Yahweh, For he will pluck my feet out of the net.

¹⁶ Turn to me, and have mercy on me, For I am desolate and afflicted.

¹⁷ The troubles of my heart are enlarged. Oh bring me out of my distresses.

¹⁷ He has responded to the prayer of the destitute, And has not despised their prayer.

¹ > To you I do lift up my eyes, You who sit 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 Yahweh, our God, Until he has mercy on us.

¹⁷ The poor and needy seek water, and there is none, and their tongue fails for thirst; I, Yahweh, will answer them, I, the God of Israel, will not forsake them.

¹² Kiss the son, lest he be angry, and you perish in the way, For his wrath will soon be kindled. Blessed are all those who take refuge in him.

¹ > In Yahweh, I take refuge. How can you say to my soul, "Flee as a bird to your mountain!"

³ For the enemy pursues my soul. He has struck my life down to the ground. He has made me live in dark places, as those who have been long dead.

⁴ Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me. My heart within me is desolate.

¹⁸ I will not leave you orphans. I will come to you.