Psalms 121

1 “A song for the degrees.” I lift up my eyes unto the mountains: whence shall come my help?

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

2 My help is from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth.

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

3 He will not suffer thy foot to slip: thy keeper doth not slumber.

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

4 Behold, he slumbereth not, and he sleepeth not—the keeper of Israel.

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

5 The Lord is thy keeper: the Lord is thy shade, he is on thy right hand.

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

6 By day the sun shall not strike thee, nor the moon by night.

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

7 The Lord will guard thee against all evil: he will guard thy soul.

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

8 The Lord will guard thy going out and thy coming in from this time forth and for evermore.

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