MY EYES ARE UPON THEE

Photography by Geoff Fierce 

LORD, I cry unto thee: make haste unto me; 

give ear unto my voice, when I cry unto thee.

Let my prayer be set forth before thee as 

incense; and the lifting up of my hands as 

the evening sacrifice.  Set a watch, O LORD, 

before my mouth; keep the door of my lips.

Incline not my heart to any evil thing, to 

practise wicked works with men that work 

iniquity: and let me not eat of their dainties.

Let the righteous smite me; it shall be a 

kindness: and let him reprove me; it shall 

be an excellent oil, which shall not break 

my head: for yet my prayer also shall 

be in their calamities.  When their judges
are overthrown in stony places, they shall 

hear my words; for they are sweet.  Our 

bones are scattered at the grave’s mouth,
as when one cutteth and cleaveth wood 

upon the earth.  But mine eyes are unto
thee, O GOD the Lord: in thee is my
trust; leave not my soul destitute.  Keep
me from the snares which they have laid
for me, and the gins of the workers of
iniquity.  Let the wicked fall into their
own nets, whilst that I withal escape.

Psalm 141