Psalm 121

To those blest Hills my Eyes I'll raise,
From whence the Lord my Help conveys:
From that Hand my Redemption came,
Which both the Heaven and Earth did frame.

My sliding Feet from Falls he keeps;
That God, who guards me, never sleeps.
Who Israel guards, awake does stand;
The Lord's thy Shade on thy Right Hand.

Thee nor the Sun by Day shall smite,
Nor Thee the Moon shall blast by Night.
Both going out, and coming in,
The Lord shall Thee preserve from Sin:
From this time forth, for ever He
The Guardian of thy Soul shall be.