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To the hills I'll lift mine eyes; Ah, from whence shall come my help?
All my help comes from the Lord Who hath made the heaven and earth.
He will e'er be thy guide, And thy foot shall never slide;
God who keepeth Israel, Never slumbers, never sleeps.

God thy 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 guard from all ill, Keep thy soul in safety still;
Both without and in thy door, He will keep thee evermore.