'Eyes' in the Bible

My eyes are swollen from grief;they grow old because of all my enemies.

He waits in ambush near the villages;he kills the innocent in secret places.His eyes are on the lookout for the helpless;

The Lord is in His holy temple;the Lord’s throne is in heaven.His eyes watch; He examines everyone.

Consider me and answer, Lord my God.Restore brightness to my eyes;otherwise, I will sleep in death.

For You rescue an afflicted people,but You humble those with haughty eyes.

The precepts of the Lord are right,making the heart glad;the command of the Lord is radiant,making the eyes light up.

My eyes are always on the Lord,for He will pull my feet out of the net.

For Your faithful love is before my eyes,and I live by Your truth.

Be gracious to me, Lord,because I am in distress;my eyes are worn out from angry sorrow—my whole being as well.

The eyes of the Lord are on the righteous,and His ears are open to their cry for help.

For the choir director. A psalm of David, the Lord’s servant.An oracle within my heartconcerning the transgression of the wicked person:There is no dread of God before his eyes,

for in his own eyes he flatters himself too muchto discover and hate his sin.

My heart races, my strength leaves me,and even the light of my eyes has faded.

I am weary from my crying;my throat is parched.My eyes fail, looking for my God.

Let their eyes grow too dim to see,and let their loins continually shake.

Their eyes bulge out from fatness;the imaginations of their hearts run wild.

You have kept me from closing my eyes;I am troubled and cannot speak.

Why should the nations ask,“Where is their God?”Before our eyes,let vengeance for the shed blood of Your servantsbe known among the nations.

My eyes are worn out from crying.Lord, I cry out to You all day long;I spread out my hands to You.

You will only see it with your eyesand witness the punishment of the wicked.

My eyes look down on my enemies;my ears hear evildoers when they attack me.

I will not set anything worthless before my eyes.I hate the practice of transgression;it will not cling to me.

I will destroy anyonewho secretly slanders his neighbor;I cannot tolerate anyonewith haughty eyes or an arrogant heart.

My eyes favor the faithful of the landso that they may sit down with me.The one who follows the way of integritymay serve me.

They have mouths but cannot speak,eyes, but cannot see.

For You, Lord, rescued me from death,my eyes from tears,my feet from stumbling.

This came from the Lord;it is wonderful in our eyes.

Open my eyes so that I may contemplatewonderful things from Your instruction.

Turn my eyesfrom looking at what is worthless;give me life in Your ways.

My eyes grow wearylooking for what You have promised;I ask, “When will You comfort me?”

My eyes grow weary looking for Your salvationand for Your righteous promise.

My eyes pour out streams of tearsbecause people do not follow Your instruction.

A song of ascents.I lift my eyes toward the mountains.Where will my help come from?

A song of ascents.I lift my eyes to You,the One enthroned in heaven.

Like a servant’s eyes on his master’s hand,like a servant girl’s eyes on her mistress’s hand,so our eyes are on the Lord our Goduntil He shows us favor.

A Davidic song of ascents.Lord, my heart is not proud;my eyes are not haughty.I do not get involved with thingstoo great or too difficult for me.

I will not allow my eyes to sleepor my eyelids to slumber

They have mouths but cannot speak,eyes, but cannot see.

Your eyes saw me when I was formless;all my days were written in Your book and plannedbefore a single one of them began.

But my eyes look to You, Lord God.I seek refuge in You; do not let me die.

All eyes look to You,and You give them their food at the proper time.

The Lord opens the eyes of the blind.The Lord raises up those who are oppressed.The Lord loves the righteous.