1 A song of ascents. I look up toward the hills. From where does my help come?
2 My help comes from the LORD, the Creator of heaven and earth!
3 May he not allow your foot to slip! May your protector not sleep!
4 Look! Israel's protector does not sleep or slumber!
5 The LORD is your protector; the LORD is the shade at your right hand.
6 The sun will not harm you by day, or the moon by night.
7 The LORD will protect you from all harm; he will protect your life.
8 The LORD will protect you in all you do, now and forevermore.