A song of ascents. I lift up my eyes to the hills. From where does my help come ?
My help comes from the LORD , the Maker of heaven and earth.
He will not allow your foot to slip ; your Protector will not slumber.
Behold , the Protector of Israel will neither slumber nor sleep.
The LORD (is) your keeper ; the LORD (is) the shade on your right hand.
The sun will not strike you by day , nor the moon by night.
The LORD will guard you from all evil ; He will preserve - your soul.
The LORD will watch over your coming and going , both now and forevermore ....