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 Ascents. I lift up mine eyes unto the hills, Whence doth my help come?

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

My help [is] from Jehovah, maker of heaven and earth,

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

He suffereth not thy foot to be moved, Thy preserver slumbereth not.

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

Lo, He slumbereth not, nor sleepeth, He who is preserving Israel.

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

Jehovah [is] thy preserver, Jehovah [is] thy shade on thy right hand,

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

By day the sun doth not smite thee, Nor the moon by night.

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

Jehovah preserveth thee from all evil, He doth preserve thy soul.

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

Jehovah preserveth thy going out and thy coming in, From henceforth even unto the age!