I lift my eyes up to the hills
And ask, "From where shall help arise?"
My help will come to me from God
Who formed the earth and made the skies
The LORD will keep your footsteps sure
And watch untiring from His throne
Behold! Our God will never sleep
Nor slumber while He guards His own
The LORD will keep you on the way
And be the shade upon your right
The sun will not oppress by day
Nor will the moon assail by night
The LORD will shield you from all harm
From evil He will keep you free
The LORD will guard your going out
And coming in, eternally