I to the hills with lift mine eyes
From whence doth come mine aid;
My safety cometh from the Lord,
who heaven and earth hath made.
Thy foot He'll not let slide nor will
He slumber that thee keeps;
Behond, He that keeps Israel,
He slumbers not, nor sleeps.
The Lord thee keeps, the Lord thy shade
On thy right hand doth stay;
The moon by night then shall not smite,
Nor yet the sun by day.
The Lord shall keep thy soul;
He shall Preserve thee from all ill.
Henceforth thy going out and in
God keep for ever will. Amen.
(Scottish Pasalter 1750)
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