Psalms 121

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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