I lift up my eyes to the hills—
       where does my help come from?
 
 My help comes from the LORD, 
       the Maker of heaven and earth.
 
 He will not let your foot slip— 
       he who watches over you will not slumber;
 indeed, he who watches over Israel 
       will neither slumber nor sleep.

 The LORD watches over you— 
 the sun will not harm you by day, 
       nor the moon by night.
 
The LORD will keep you from all harm— 
       he will watch over your life;
 the LORD will watch over your coming and going 
       both now and forevermore.
 


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