Psalms 121

1 A song for pilgrims going up to Jerusalem. I look to the hills—but is that where my help comes from?

A Song of Ascents. I will lift up mine eyes, unto the mountains, From whence cometh my help!

2 My help comes from the Lord, who made heaven and earth.

My help, is from Yahweh, who made heavens and earth.

3 He will not let you fall; he who watches over you won't fall asleep.

May he not suffer thy foot, to slip, May thy keeper, not slumber!

4 In fact he who watches over you doesn't take naps or fall asleep.

Lo! neither will slumber nor sleep, The keeper of Israel.

5 The Lord keeps watch over you; the Lord protects you; he stands right beside you.

Yahweh, is thy keeper, Yahweh, is thy shade, on thy right hand:

6 The sun won't hurt you during the day, nor the moon at night.

By day, the sun, shall not smite, nor, the moon, by night.

7 The Lord will protect you from all kinds of evil; he will keep you safe and sound.

Yahweh, will keep thee from all harm, He will keep thy life.

8 The Lord will look after you when you leave, and when you return, now and forever.

Yahweh, will keep thy going out and thy coming in, from henceforth, even unto times age-abiding.