Keep me as the apple of your eye. Hide me under the shadow of your wings,

My eye wastes away because of grief. It grows old because of all my adversaries.

Have mercy on me, Yahweh, for I am in distress. My eye, my soul, and my body waste away with grief.

I will instruct you and teach you in the way which you shall go. I will counsel you with my eye on you.

Behold, Yahweh's eye is on those who fear him, on those who hope in his loving kindness;

Yes, they opened their mouth wide against me. They said, "Aha! Aha! Our eye has seen it!"

For he has delivered me out of all trouble. My eye has seen triumph over my enemies. For the Chief Musician. On stringed instruments. A contemplation by David.

My eye has also seen my enemies. My ears have heard of the wicked enemies who rise up against me.

He who implanted the ear, won't he hear? He who formed the eye, won't he see?