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 Canticle in steps. I have lifted up my eyes to the mountains; from thence help will come to me.

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

My help is 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 allow your foot to be moved, and may he not slumber, who guards you.

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

Behold, he who guards Israel will neither sleep, nor slumber.

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 protection, above your right hand.

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

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

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

The Lord guards you from all evil. May the Lord guard your soul.

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

May the Lord guard your entrance and your exit, from this time forward and even forever.