Psalms 121

1 I will lift up my eyes to the hills, from where comes my help.

A SONG OF THE ASCENTS. I lift up my eyes to the hills, From where does my help come?

2 My help comes from the LORD, which made heaven and earth.

My help [is] from YHWH, Maker of the heavens and earth,

3 He will not suffer your foot to be moved: he that keeps you will not slumber.

He does not permit your foot to be moved, He who is preserving you does not slumber.

4 Behold, he that keeps Israel shall neither slumber nor sleep.

Behold, He does not slumber, nor sleep, He who is preserving Israel.

5 The LORD is your keeper: the LORD is your shade on your right hand.

YHWH [is] He who is preserving you, YHWH [is] your shade on your right hand,

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

By day the sun does not strike you, Nor the moon by night.

7 The LORD shall preserve you from all evil: he shall preserve your soul.

YHWH preserves you from all evil, He preserves your soul.

8 The LORD shall preserve your going out and your coming in from this time forth, and even for ever more.

YHWH preserves your going out and your coming in, From now on—even for all time!