Psalms 121

1 My eyes are lifted up to the hills: O where will my help come from?

1A Song of the Ascents. I lift up mine eyes unto the hills, Whence doth my help come?

2Your help comes from the Lord, who made heaven and earth.

2My help <FI>is<Fi> from Jehovah, maker of heaven and earth,

3May he not let your foot be moved: no need of sleep has he who keeps you.

3He suffereth not thy foot to be moved, Thy preserver slumbereth not.

4See, the eyes of Israel's keeper will not be shut in sleep.

4Lo, He slumbereth not, nor sleepeth, He who is preserving Israel.

5The Lord is your keeper; the Lord is your shade on your right hand.

5Jehovah <FI>is<Fi> thy preserver, Jehovah <FI>is<Fi> thy shade on thy right hand,

6You will not be touched by the sun in the day, or by the moon at night.

6By day the sun doth not smite thee, Nor the moon by night.

7The Lord will keep you safe from all evil; he will take care of your soul.

7Jehovah preserveth thee from all evil, He doth preserve thy soul.

8The Lord will keep watch over your going out and your coming in, from this time and for ever.

8Jehovah preserveth thy going out and thy coming in, From henceforth even unto the age!