Psalms 121

1 A song for pilgrims going up to Jerusalem. I look to the hills—but is that where my help comes from?

A Song of the going up. My eyes are lifted up to the hills: O where will my help come from?

2 My help comes from the Lord, who made heaven and earth.

Your help comes from the Lord, who made heaven and earth.

3 He will not let you fall; he who watches over you won't fall asleep.

May he not let your foot be moved: no need of sleep has he who keeps you.

4 In fact he who watches over you doesn't take naps or fall asleep.

See, the eyes of Israel's keeper will not be shut in sleep.

5 The Lord keeps watch over you; the Lord protects you; he stands right beside you.

The Lord is your keeper; the Lord is your shade on your right hand.

6 The sun won't hurt you during the day, nor the moon at night.

You will not be touched by the sun in the day, or by the moon at night.

7 The Lord will protect you from all kinds of evil; he will keep you safe and sound.

The Lord will keep you safe from all evil; he will take care of your soul.

8 The Lord will look after you when you leave, and when you return, now and forever.

The Lord will keep watch over your going out and your coming in, from this time and for ever.