Psalm 121

A song of ascents.

1I look up toward the hills.

From where does my help come?

2My help comes from the Lord,

the Creator of heaven and earth!

3May he not allow your foot to slip!

May your protector not sleep!

4Look! Israel’s protector

does not sleep or slumber!

5The Lord is your protector;

the Lord is the shade at your right hand.

6The sun will not harm you by day,

or the moon by night.

7The Lord will protect you from all harm;

he will protect your life.

8The Lord will protect you in all you do,

now and forevermore.