^{1 Ref} A Song of the Ascents. I lift up mine eyes unto the hills, Whence doth my help come?

^{2 Ref} My help `is' from Jehovah, maker of heaven and earth,

^{3 Ref} He suffereth not thy foot to be moved, Thy preserver slumbereth not.

^{4 Ref} Lo, He slumbereth not, nor sleepeth, He who is preserving Israel.

^{5 Ref} Jehovah `is' thy preserver, Jehovah `is' thy shade on thy right hand,

^{6 Ref} By day the sun doth not smite thee, Nor the moon by night.

^{7 Ref} Jehovah preserveth thee from all evil, He doth preserve thy soul.

^{8 Ref} Jehovah preserveth thy going out and thy coming in, From henceforth even unto the age!