And hearken thou to the supplication of thy servant, and of thy people Israel, when they shall pray toward this place: and hear thou in heaven thy dwelling place: and when thou hearest, forgive.
Psalm 123:1 - King James Version (Oxford) 1769 Unto thee lift I up mine eyes, O thou that dwellest in the heavens. 更多版本Amplified Bible - Classic Edition UNTO YOU do I lift up my eyes, O You Who are enthroned in heaven. American Standard Version (1901) Unto thee do I lift up mine eyes, O thou that sittest in the heavens. Common English Bible I raise my eyes to you— you who rule heaven. Catholic Public Domain Version A Canticle in steps. If the Lord had not been with us, let Israel now say it: Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version If it had not been that the Lord was with us, let Israel now say: English Standard Version 2016 To you I lift up my eyes, O you who are enthroned in the heavens! |
And hearken thou to the supplication of thy servant, and of thy people Israel, when they shall pray toward this place: and hear thou in heaven thy dwelling place: and when thou hearest, forgive.
The LORD is in his holy temple, The LORD's throne is in heaven: His eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men.
They that trust in the LORD Shall be as mount Zion, Which cannot be removed, But abideth for ever.
Except the LORD build the house, They labour in vain that build it: Except the LORD keep the city, The watchman waketh but in vain.
LORD, my heart is not haughty, Nor mine eyes lofty: Neither do I exercise myself in Great matters, or in things too high for me.
Behold, bless ye the LORD, All ye servants of the LORD, Which by night stand in the house of the LORD.
But mine eyes are unto thee, O GOD the Lord: In thee is my trust; leave not my soul destitute.
For thus saith the high and lofty One that inhabiteth eternity, whose name is Holy; I dwell in the high and holy place, with him also that is of a contrite and humble spirit, to revive the spirit of the humble, and to revive the heart of the contrite ones.
Thus saith the LORD, The heaven is my throne, and the earth is my footstool: where is the house that ye build unto me? and where is the place of my rest?
After this manner therefore pray ye: Our Father which art in heaven, Hallowed be thy name.
And the publican, standing afar off, would not lift up so much as his eyes unto heaven, but smote upon his breast, saying, God be merciful to me a sinner.