¹⁵ Mine eyes `are' continually unto Jehovah, For He bringeth out from a net my feet.

⁸ But to Thee, O Jehovah, my Lord, `are' mine eyes, In Thee I have trusted, Make not bare my soul.

⁴ Bring me out from the net that they hid for me, For Thou `art' my strength.

² Lo, as eyes of men-servants `Are' unto the hand of their masters, As eyes of a maid-servant `Are' unto the hand of her mistress, So `are' our eyes unto Jehovah our God, Till that He doth favour us.

¹ A Song of the Ascents. I lift up mine eyes unto the hills, Whence doth my help come?

² My help `is' from Jehovah, maker of heaven and earth,

⁷ Our soul as a bird hath escaped from a snare of fowlers, The snare was broken, and we have escaped.

⁸ Our help `is' in the name of Jehovah, Maker of the heavens and earth!

²⁶ For the wicked have been found among My people. It looketh about the covering of snares, They have set up a trap -- men they capture.

²⁵ in meekness instructing those opposing -- if perhaps God may give to them repentance to an acknowledging of the truth,

²⁶ and they may awake out of the devil's snare, having been caught by him at his will.