A Song of degrees.
^1I to the hills will lift mine eyes,
from whence doth come mine aid.
^2My safety cometh from the Lord,
who heav'n and earth hath made.
^3Thy foot he'll not let slide, nor will
he slumber that thee keeps.
^4Behold, he that keeps Israel,
he slumbers not, nor sleeps.
^5The Lord thee keeps, the Lord thy shade
on thy right hand doth stay:
^6The moon by night thee shall not smite,
nor yet the sun by day.
^7The Lord shall keep thy soul; he shall
preserve thee from all ill.
^8Henceforth thy going out and in
God keep for ever will.