Psalms 121

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

A song for pilgrims going up to Jerusalem. I look to the hills—but is that where my help comes from?

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

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

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

He will not let you fall; he who watches over you won't fall asleep.

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

In fact he who watches over you doesn't take naps or fall asleep.

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

The Lord keeps watch over you; the Lord protects you; he stands right beside you.

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

The sun won't hurt you during the day, nor the moon at night.

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

The Lord will protect you from all kinds of evil; he will keep you safe and sound.

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

The Lord will look after you when you leave, and when you return, now and forever.