¹A song of ascents. I look up toward the hills. From where does my help come? ²My help comes from the Lord, the Creator of heaven and earth. ³May he not allow your foot to slip. May your Protector not sleep. ⁴Look! Israel’s Protector does not sleep or slumber. ⁵The Lord is your protector; the Lord is the shade at your right hand. ⁶The sun will not harm you by day, or the moon by night. ⁷The Lord will protect you from all harm; he will protect your life. ⁸The Lord will protect you in all you do, now and forevermore.