| Chapter 121 |
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A Song of the Ascents. I lift up mine eyes unto the hills, Whence doth my help come? |
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My help is from Yehovah, maker of heaven and earth, |
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He suffereth not thy foot to be moved, Thy preserver slumbereth not. |
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Lo, He slumbereth not, nor sleepeth, He who is preserving Israel. |
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Yehovah is thy preserver, Yehovah is thy shade on thy right hand, |
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By day the sun doth not smite thee, Nor the moon by night. |
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Yehovah preserveth thee from all evil, He doth preserve thy soul. |
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Yehovah preserveth thy going out and thy coming in, From henceforth even unto the age! |