Psalm 121

To the Hils thine Eies erect,
Helpe from those alone expect.
He who Heaven and Earth hath made,
Shall from Sion send thee aid.
God thy ever-watchfull Guide,
Will not suffer thee to slide.
He, even he, who Israel keepes,
Never slumbers, never sleepes.
He, thy Guard, with Wings display'd,
Shall refresh Thee in their Shade:
Suns shall not with heat infect,
But their temperate beames reflect:
Nor unwholsome Serene shall
From the Moones moyst influence fall.
When thou travel'st on the way,
When at home thou spend'st the Day,
When sweet Peace thy life delights,
When imbroil'd in bloudie Fights,
God shall all thy steps attend,
Now, and evermore defend.