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Psalm 121: Unto the hills I lift my eyes


Unto the hills I lift my eyes
Where can I find a friendly hand?
The Lord Himself will be my help,
Who heav’n and Earth by wisdom planned.

He will not let your foot be moved;
Beholding you He does not sleep;
The God who Israel sustains
Will you within His watching keep.

At your right hand He is your shade
Protecting you from scorching light;
The radiance of the Sun and Moon
Will strike you neither day nor night.

From evil God will you defend,
In Him your future is secure;
Your leaving and returning home
He’ll oversee forever more.

Steve Layfield

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