Mine Eyes Look Toward the Mountains

Mine eyes look to­ward the mount­ains

Help com­eth from on high;

From God who nev­er slum­bers

Whose care is ev­er nigh.

My foot shall not be movèd

My keep­er is the Lord;

He nev­er shall for­sake me;

I trust me to His Word.

God keep­eth me from fall­ing

Fulfilleth all my need;

His love doth e’er up­hold me

In faith­ful word and deed.

He keep­eth me from ev­il

My on­ward way doth trace

My go­ing and my com­ing

He crown­eth with His grace.