A Song of Ascents. I will lift up mine eyes unto the mountains: From whence shall my help come?
My help cometh from the LORD, Who made heaven and earth.
He will not suffer thy foot to be moved; He that keepeth thee will not slumber.
Behold, He that keepeth Israel Doth neither slumber nor sleep.
The LORD is thy keeper; The LORD is thy shade upon thy right hand.
The sun shall not smite thee by day, Nor the moon by night.
The LORD shall keep thee from all evil; He shall keep thy soul.
The LORD shall guard thy going out and thy coming in, From this time forth and for ever.