Psalms 121

1 A Song of degrees. I will lift up my eyes to the hills, from which cometh my help.

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

2 My help cometh from the LORD, who made heaven and earth.

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

3 He will not allow thy foot to be moved: he that keepeth thee will not slumber.

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

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

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

5 The LORD is thy keeper: the LORD is thy shade upon thy right hand.

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

6 The sun shall not smite thee 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 thee from all evil: he shall preserve thy soul.

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

8 The LORD shall preserve thy going out and thy coming in from this time forth, and even for evermore.

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