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I lift my eyes unto the hills,

From where all of my help comes from;

To cure all my woes and ills,

Comforting me to remain calm.

 

For my help has come from the Lord,

Who created Heaven and earth;

To whom we are in one accord,

Whence of the time of our birth.

 

He let’s not our foot be moved,

Knowing us by name not number;

Gives comprehension that behooved,

He who keeps you will not slumber.

 

He who keeps watch on Israel,

Will neither slumber nor shall sleep;

Protecting them from an ordeal,

Like a shepherd protects His sheep.

 

For the Lord is our keeper,

He is your shade on your right hand;

Never a slacker or sleeper,

Asking to abide His command.

 

The sun shall not strike you by day,

Nor shall the moon strike you by night;

Because they will always obey,

Our Lord God who is pure light.

 

The Lord shall keep you from evil,

He is watching over your life;

And blocking you from the devil,

Who causes you toil and strife.

 

The Lord will keep your going out,

As well as all your coming in;

For He wants to quench any doubt,

On forgiving you of your sin.

 

I will lift up my eyes to God,

From whence comes for rendering aid;

I shall praise to honor and laud,

He calms fears not to be afraid.

 

The Lord preserves as my keeper,

Regardless of where I may go;

Eternal life blocks the reaper,

For onto Heaven I shall flow.



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