Psalms 121

1 A song of degrees. I will lift mine eyes vnto the mountaines, from whence mine helpe shall come.

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

2 Mine helpe commeth from the Lord, which hath made the heauen and the earth.

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

3 He wil not suffer thy foote to slippe: for he that keepeth thee, will not slumber.

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

4 Beholde, he that keepeth Israel, wil neither slumber nor sleepe.

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

5 The Lord is thy keeper: the Lord is thy shadow at thy right hand.

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

6 The sunne shall not smite thee by day, nor the moone by night.

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

7 The Lord shall preserue thee from all euil: he shall keepe thy soule.

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

8 The Lord shall preserue thy going out, and thy comming in from henceforth and for euer.

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