Psalm 121
A song of ascents. 1I look up toward the hills.
From where does my help come?
2My help comes from the
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
the
6The sun will not harm you by day,
or the moon by night.
7The
he will protect your life.
8The
now and forevermore.