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 would not suffer my foot
My 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
Though the sun shall not smite me by day
Nor the moon by night
He shall preserve your soul
Even forever more
My help, my help, my help
All of my help cometh from the Lord


Lift up your eyes unto the hills (x?)