A Song of degrees.

8,6,8,6

^1I to the hills will lift mine eyes,

from whence doth come mine aid.

^2My safety cometh from the Lord,

who heav'n and earth hath made.

^3Thy foot he'll not let slide, nor will

he slumber that thee keeps.

^4Behold, he that keeps Israel,

he slumbers not, nor sleeps.

^5The Lord thee keeps, the Lord thy shade

on thy right hand doth stay:

^6The moon by night thee shall not smite,

nor yet the sun by day.

^7The Lord shall keep thy soul; he shall

preserve thee from all ill.

^8Henceforth thy going out and in

God keep for ever will.