Psalms 121

1 A Song of degrees. I lift up mine eyes unto the mountains: whence shall 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 [cometh] from Jehovah, who made the heavens and the earth.

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

3 He will not suffer thy foot to be moved; he that keepeth thee will not slumber.

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

4 Behold, he that keepeth Israel will neither slumber nor sleep.

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

5 Jehovah is thy keeper, Jehovah is thy shade upon thy right hand;

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

6 The sun shall not smite thee by day, nor the moon by night.

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

7 Jehovah will keep thee from all evil; he will keep thy soul.

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

8 Jehovah will keep thy going out and thy coming in, from henceforth and for evermore.

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