A Song of Trust

I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills: from whence cometh my help.
My help cometh even from the Lord: who hath made heav’n and earth.
He will not suffer thy foot to be moved: and he that keepeth thee will not sleep.
Behold, he that keepeth Israel: shall neither slumber nor sleep.
The Lord himself is thy keeper: the Lord is thy defence upon thy right hand;
So that the sun shall not burn thee by day: neither the moon by night.
The Lord shall preserve thee from all evil: yea, it is even he that shall preserve thy soul.
The Lord shall preserve thy going out, and thy coming in: from this time forth for evermore.

Psalm 121