Psalm 121

MIne eyes above the hills, I reare,
And, thence, of healp, I hopefull am;
For, from the Lord my succours are,
From him, that heav'n & earth did frame.
My feet vnmoov'd, he alway keeps;
He, is my garde, that ever wakes:
For, he nor slumbers, neither sleeps,
Who charge of Isr'el vndertakes.

The Lord, ev'n as thy shade, will stay
On thy righthand, for thy defence.
Nor Moone by night, nor Sunne by day,
Shall harme thee by their Influence:
For, God will save thee from all woe,
Hee, will thy soul from dangers free;
And (whether in, or out, thou goe)
Thy gard, at all times, he will bee.