A Song of Ascents.
I will lift up my eyes to the mountains;
From where shall my help come?

He will not allow your foot to slip;
He who keeps you will not slumber.

My help comes from the Lord,
Who made heaven and earth.

The Lord will protect you from all evil;
He will keep your soul.

Behold, He who keeps Israel
Will neither slumber nor sleep.

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

The Lord will guard your going out and your coming in
From this time forth and forever.

The sun will not smite you by day,
Nor the moon by night.