1 I to the hills will lift my eyes;
O whence shall come my aid?
My help is from the Lord alone,
Who heav'n and earth has made.
2 He will not let thy foot be moved,
Thy guardian never sleeps;
With watchful and unslumb'ring care
His own He safely keeps.
3 Thy faithful keeper is the Lord,
Thy shelter and thy shade;
'Neath sun or moon, by day or night,
Thou shalt not be afraid.
4 From evil He will keep thee safe,
For thee He will provide;
thy going out, thy coming in,
Forever He will guide.
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|Topic:||Afflictions: Promises for; Afflictions: Refuge in; Christ: Preciousness of(12 more...)|