A Song of Ascents.
1 I awill lift up my eyes to the hills—From whence comes my help?
2 bMy help comes from the Lord,
Who made heaven and earth.
dHe who keeps you will not slumber.
Shall neither slumber nor sleep.
5 The Lord is your 2keeper;
6 gThe sun shall not strike you by day,
Nor the moon by night.
7 The Lord shall 3preserve you from all evil;
He shall hpreserve your soul.
From this time forth, and even forevermore.