Salmos 121

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

² My help [is] from Jehovah, maker of heaven and earth,

³ He suffereth not thy foot to be moved, Thy preserver slumbereth not.

⁴ Lo, He slumbereth not, nor sleepeth, He who is preserving Israel.

⁵ Jehovah [is] thy preserver, Jehovah [is] thy shade on thy right hand,

⁶ By day the sun doth not smite thee, Nor the moon by night.

⁷ Jehovah preserveth thee from all evil, He doth preserve thy soul.

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