Treasury of Scripture Knowledge
Mine eyes, are continually unto Yahweh, - for, he, bringeth, out of the net, my feet.
I will lift up mine eyes, unto the mountains, From whence cometh my help!
Surely, unto thee, O Yahweh, My Lord, are mine eyes, In thee, have I sought refuge, Do not pour out my life.
But, the tax-collector, afar off, standing, - would not so much as lift up, his eyes, unto heaven, but kept smiting his own breast saying - O God! be propitiated unto me, the sinner!
He that sitteth in the heavens, will laugh, - My Lord, will mock at them:
Yahweh, is in his holy temple As for Yahweh, in the heavens, is his throne, His eyes, behold - His eyelashes test the sons of men.
Who is like Yahweh our God? that goeth on high to dwell,
When, our God, is in the heavens, Whatsoever he pleased, hath he done.
For, thus, saith he that is high and lifted up - Inhabiting futurity, And, holy, is his name: A high and holy place, will I inhabit, Also with the crushed and lowly in spirit, To revive the spirit of the lowly, and To revive the heart of them who are crushed; -
Thus, saith Yahweh, The, heavens, are my throne, and The earth, is my footstool: Where then is the house which ye can build me? Or where is my place of rest?
Thus, therefore pray, ye: Our Father, who art in the heavens, - Hallowed be thy name,
Out of his settled place of abode, hath he fixed his gaze on all the inhabitants of the earth: