I will lift up mine eyes to the hills

From whence cometh my help

My help cometh from the Lord

The Lord Which made heaven and earth

He said, He will not suffer thy foot; thy foot to be moved

The Lord Which keepeth thee

He will not slumber nor sleep

For the Lord is thy keeper

The Lord is thy shade upon thy right hand

Upon thy right hand

For the sun shall not smite thee by day

Nor the moon by night

He shall preserve thy soul

Even forever more



(CHORUS:)



My help,

My help

My help,

All of my help

Cometh from the Lord