Psalms 121

1 A song of ascents. I lift up my eyes to the hills. From where does my help come?

A SONG OF THE ASCENTS. I lift up my eyes to the hills, From where does my help come?

2 My help comes from the LORD, the Maker of heaven and earth.

My help [is] from YHWH, Maker of the heavens and earth,

3 He will not allow your foot to slip; your Protector will not slumber.

He does not permit your foot to be moved, He who is preserving you does not slumber.

4 Behold, the Protector of Israel will neither slumber nor sleep.

Behold, He does not slumber, nor sleep, He who is preserving Israel.

5 The LORD is your keeper; the LORD is the shade on your right hand.

YHWH [is] He who is preserving you, YHWH [is] your shade on your right hand,

6 The sun will not strike you by day, nor the moon by night.

By day the sun does not strike you, Nor the moon by night.

7 The LORD will guard you from all evil; He will preserve your soul.

YHWH preserves you from all evil, He preserves your soul.

8 The LORD will watch over your coming and going, both now and forevermore.

YHWH preserves your going out and your coming in, From now on—even for all time!