| | 1 | A song of ascents. I lift up my eyes to the hills--where does my help come from? | |
| | 2 | My help comes from the LORD, the Maker of heaven and earth. | |
| | 3 | He will not let your foot slip--he who watches over you will not slumber; | |
| | 4 | indeed, he who watches over Israel will neither slumber nor sleep. | |
| | 5 | The LORD watches over you--the LORD is your shade at your right hand; | |
| | 6 | the sun will not harm you by day, nor the moon by night. | |
| | 7 | The LORD will keep you from all harm--he will watch over your life; | |
| | 8 | the LORD will watch over your coming and going both now and forevermore. | |
