I will lift up my eyes to the hills
From whence comes my help?
My help comes from the Lord
The Marker of the heavens and the earth.
He will guide me jealously in the path of righteousness
He will not allow my foot to be moved
He who keeps me does not slumber.
The Lord
He is my keeper
The Lord
He is my shade
The sun shall not strike me
Nor the moon by night.
He preserves me from all evil
He shall preserve my soul unto the coming of His kingdom.
From this time forth,
On this road to heaven.
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