Unto the hills around do I lift up

Unto the hills around do 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.

He will not suffer that thy foot be moved:

Safe shalt thou be.

No careless slumber shall His eyelids close

Who keepeth thee.

Behold

He sleepeth not

He slumbereth ne’er

Who keepeth Israel in His holy care.

Jehovah is Himself thy keeper true

Thy changeless shade;

Jehovah thy defense on thy right hand

Himself hath made.

And thee no sun by day shall ever smite;

No moon shall harm thee in the silent night.

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 henceforth

yea

for evermore.