Hymnal: Dr. Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #278 (1790) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Up to the hills I lift mine eyes,
Th' eternal hills beyond the skies;
Thence all her help my soul derives;
There my almighty refuge lives.
2 He lives, the everlasting God,
That built the world, that spread the flood;
The heav'ns with all their hosts he made,
And the dark regions of the dead.
3 He guides our feet, he guards our way;
His morning smiles bless all the day;
He spreads the evening veil, and keeps
The silent hours while Isr'el sleeps.
4 Isr'el, a name divinely blest,
May rise secure, securely rest:
Thy holy guardian's wakeful eyes
Admit no slumber nor surprise.
5 No sun shall smite thy head by day,
Nor the pale moon with fickle ray,
Shall blast thy couch! no baleful star
Dart his malignant fire so far.
6 Should earth and hell with malice burn,
Still thou shalt go, and still return,
Safe in the Lord; his heav'nly care
Defends thy life from ev'ry snare.
7 On thee foul spirits have no pow'r,
And, in thy last departing hour,
Angels that trace the airy road
Shall bear thee homeward to thy God. Scripture: Psalm 121 Languages: English
Up to the hills I lift mine eyes