Unto the hills around
Shall I lift up my longing eyes?
O
whence for me shall my salvation come,
From whence arise?
From
God the Lord doth come my certain aid,
From
God the Lord,
Who heav’n and earth hath made.
2
He
will not suffer that thy foot be moved,
Safe shalt Thou be.
No
careless slumber shall His eyelids close,
Who keepeth thee.
Behold
our God, the Lord,
He
slumbereth ne’er,
Who
keepeth Israel in His holy care.
3
Jehovah
is Himself thy keeper true,
Thy changeless shade.
Jehovah
thy defense on thy right
And Himself hath made.
And
thee no sun by day shall ever smite,
No
moon shall harm thee in the silent night.
4
From
every evil shall He keep thy soul,
From every sin;
Jehovah
shall preserve thy going out,
Thy coming in.
Above
thee watching,
He whom we adore,
Shall
keep thee hence-forth,
Yea forever more.