Religion
Psalm 121
From The Book of Psalms in Metre (1644)
I To the hills will lif• mine eies,
My help comes from the same:
Even from the Lord my help doth rise,
That heaven and earth did frame.
He will not slumber thee that keeps,
Nor thy foot mov'd permit:
Lo Israels keeper neither sleeps,
Nor slumbers any whit.
The Lord at thy right hand's thy stay,
The Lord's thy shady bow'r:
Nor Moon by night, nor Sun by day,
To smite thee have the pow'r.
From evill God shall keep thee sure,
And guard thy soul about:
Henceforth for ever to secure
Thy going in and out.
Codex Note
A metrical version of Psalm 121.
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Barton, William. “Psalm 121.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/barton_w/120/.
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Barton, William. “Psalm 121.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/barton_w/120/.
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