Psalms 121

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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