LSV ▾Psalms ▾121 ▾Psalms 1211A SONG OF THE ASCENTS. I lift up my eyes to the hills, || From where does my help come?2My help [is] from YHWH, || Maker of the heavens and earth,3He does not permit your foot to be moved, || He who is preserving you does not slumber.4Behold, He does not slumber, nor sleep, || He who is preserving Israel.5YHWH [is] He who is preserving you, || YHWH [is] your shade on your right hand,6By day the sun does not strike you, || Nor the moon by night.7YHWH preserves you from all evil, || He preserves your soul.8YHWH preserves your going out and your coming in, || From now on—even for all time!Psalms 120Psalms 122