1(A Song of Ascents) I will lift up mine eyes unto the mountains: From whence shall my help come?

2My help cometh from تتراجراماتون, Who made heaven and earth.

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

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

5تتراجراماتون is thy keeper: تتراجراماتون is thy shade upon thy right hand

6The sun shall not smite thee by day, Nor the moon by night.

7تتراجراماتون will keep thee from all evil; He will keep thy soul.

8تتراجراماتون will keep thy going out and thy coming in From this time forth and for evermore.