Treasury of Scripture Knowledge
My eyes are ever on Yahweh, for he will pluck my feet out of the net.
I will lift up my eyes to the hills. Where does my help come from?
For my eyes are on you, Yahweh, the Lord. In you, I take refuge. Don't leave my soul destitute.
But the tax collector, standing far away, wouldn't even lift up his eyes to heaven, but beat his breast, saying, 'God, be merciful to me, a sinner!'
He who sits in the heavens will laugh. The Lord will have them in derision.
Yahweh is in his holy temple. Yahweh is on his throne in heaven. His eyes observe. His eyes examine the children of men.
Who is like Yahweh, our God, who has his seat on high,
But our God is in the heavens. He does whatever he pleases.
For thus says the high and lofty One who inhabits eternity, whose name is Holy: "I dwell in the high and holy place, with him also who is of a contrite and humble spirit, to revive the spirit of the humble, and to revive the heart of the contrite.
Thus says Yahweh, "Heaven is my throne, and the earth is my footstool: what kind of house will you build to me? and what place shall be my rest?
Pray like this: 'Our Father in heaven, may your name be kept holy.
From the place of his habitation he looks out on all the inhabitants of the earth,