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Psalm (121).

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1. To the hills I'll lift mine eyes,
Whence my hopes of succor rise;
From the Lord comes all my aid,
Who the earth and heav'n hath made.

God His Israel that keeps,
Never slumbers, never sleeps.
He will ever be thy guide,
And thy foot shall never slide;

2. God they keeper still shall stand,
As a shade on thy right hand;
Neither sun by day shall smite,
Nor the silent moon by night.
God shall guide from every ill,
Keep thy soul in safety still;
Both without and in thy door,
He will keep thee evermore.