Yahweh, out of the heavens, looked down over the sons of men, - to see whether there was one that showed wisdom, enquiring after God: -

God, out of the heavens, looked down upon the sons of men, - To see whether there was one that showed wisdom, Enquiring after God.

In every place, are the eyes of Yahweh, observing the evil and the good.

The oracle of the word of Yahweh on the land of Hadrach, and, Damascus, shall be the resting-place thereof, - For, Yahweh, hath an eye - to mankind, and to all the tribes of Israel;

Who ruleth, in his might, unto times age abiding, His eyes, over the nations, keep watch, The rebellious, let them not exalt themselves. Selah.

For, his eyes, are on the ways of a man, and, all his footsteps, he beholdeth, -

It is given him to be secure, and confident, yet, his eyes, are upon their ways.

On this account, is the well called, the well of the life of vision, lo! it is between Kadesh and Bered.

Would, he, not see my ways? and of all my steps, take account?

He putteth - in the stocks - my feet, He watcheth all my paths.

Yahweh, is in his holy temple As for Yahweh, in the heavens, is his throne, His eyes, behold - His eyelashes test the sons of men.

Out of the heavens, hath Yahweh looked, He hath seen all the sons of men:

Out of his settled place of abode, hath he fixed his gaze on all the inhabitants of the earth:

For, before the eyes of Yahweh, are the ways of a man, - and, all his tracks, doth he consider:

Great in counsel, and mighty in deed, - Whose eyes are open on all the ways of the sons of men, to give unto every one, According to his ways, and According to the fruit of his doings:

For mine own eyes are upon all their ways, they have not been hid from my face - neither hath their iniquity been concealed from being straight before mine eyes.

I have sinned, What can I do for thee, thou watcher of men? Wherefore hast thou set me as thine object of attack, or have I become, unto thee, a burden?

How long wilt thou not look away from me? Wilt thou not let me alone, till I can swallow my spittle?

And thou dost put - in the stocks - my feet, and observest all my paths, Against the roots of my feet, thou dost cut out a bound;

His anger, hath torn and persecuted me, He hath gnashed upon me with his teeth, Mine adversary, hath sharpened his eyes for me.

Mine unfinished substance, thine eyes beheld, and, in thy book, all the parts thereof were written, - the days they should be fashioned! while yet there was not one among them.

All this time, think ye, that, unto you, we are making a defence? Before God in Christ, we speak; - but all these things, beloved, for your upbuilding.