My eyes [are] ever toward the LORD, For He shall pluck my feet out of the net.

A Song of Ascents. Unto You I lift up my eyes, O You who dwell in the heavens.

Behold, as the eyes of servants [look] to the hand of their masters, As the eyes of a maid to the hand of her mistress, So our eyes [look] to the LORD our God, Until He has mercy on us.

"O our God, will You not judge them? For we have no power against this great multitude that is coming against us; nor do we know what to do, but our eyes [are] upon You."

Turn Yourself to me, and have mercy on me, For I [am] desolate and afflicted.

The troubles of my heart have enlarged; Bring me out of my distresses!

He shall regard the prayer of the destitute, And shall not despise their prayer.

For the enemy has persecuted my soul; He has crushed my life to the ground; He has made me dwell in darkness, Like those who have long been dead.

Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me; My heart within me is distressed.

" The poor and needy seek water, but [there is] none, Their tongues fail for thirst. I, the LORD, will hear them; [I,] the God of Israel, will not forsake them.

"I will not leave you orphans; I will come to you.