1 A Song of the Ascents. I lift up mine eyes unto the hills, Whence doth my help come? 2 My help is from Jehovah, maker of heaven and earth,
3 He suffereth not thy foot to be moved, Thy preserver slumbereth not. 4 Lo, He slumbereth not, nor sleepeth, He who is preserving Israel.
5 Jehovah is thy preserver, Jehovah is thy shade on thy right hand, 6 By day the sun doth not smite thee, Nor the moon by night.