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 ascents. I will lift up my eyes to the mountains. O whence shall help for me come?

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

From the Lord comes help to me the creator of heaven and earth.

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

Your foot he will not let totter: he who guards you will not sleep.

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

The guardian of Israel will neither slumber nor sleep.

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

The Lord is he who guards you your shelter upon your right hand.

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

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

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

From all evil the Lord will guard you, he will guard your life.

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

The Lord will guard your going and coming from now and for evermore.