1 Unto the hills around do I lift up
my longing eyes:
O whence for me shall my salvation come,
from whence arise?
From God the Lord doth come my certain aid,
from God the Lord who heaven and earth hath made.
2 God will not suffer that thy foot be moved;
safe shalt thou be.
No careless slumber shall His eyelids close
who keepeth thee.
The One who sleepeth not,
who slumbereth ne'er,
shall guard thee, Israel, with most holy care.
3 Jehovah is Himself thy keeper true,
thy changeless shade;
Jehovah thy defence on thy right hand,
thine own true aid.
And thee no sun by day shall ever smite;
no moon shall harm thee in the silent night.
4 From every evil shall God keep thy soul,
from every sin;
Jehovah shall preserve thy going out,
thy coming in.
Above thee watching, God whom we adore
shall keep thee henceforth, yea, for evermore.
Source: Voices United: The Hymn and Worship Book of The United Church of Canada #842
|First Line:||Unto the hills around do I lift up My longing eyes|
|Title:||Unto the Hills|
|Author:||John Douglas Sutherland Campbell, Duke of Argyll (1877, 1909)|