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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.