Psalm 121

Psalm 121

A song of ascents.

¹I lift up my eyes to the mountains—

where does my help come from?

²My help comes from the Lord,

the Maker of heaven^b and earth.^c

³He will not let your foot slip—

he who watches over you will not slumber;

⁴indeed, he who watches^d over Israel

will neither slumber nor sleep.

⁵The Lord watches over^e you—

the Lord is your shade at your right hand;

⁶the sun^f will not harm you by day,

nor the moon by night.

⁷The Lord will keep you from all harm^g—

he will watch over your life;

⁸the Lord will watch over your coming and going

both now and forevermore.^h