Where Does My Help Come From?
A Song of Ascents.
121 1 I lift up my eyes to the hills—from where will my help come?
2 My help comes from my Father, the Maker of heaven and earth.
3 He will not let your foot slip; he who watches over you will not slumber. 4 Indeed, he who watches over Israel will neither slumber nor sleep.
5 Your Father watches over you; your Father is the shade at your right hand. 6 The sun will not strike you by day, nor the moon by night.
7 Your Father will keep you from all harm; he will watch over your life. 8 Your Father will watch over your coming and going, both now and forevermore.