| 1 ¶ A Song of degrees. I will1 lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help.
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| 2 My help cometh from the LORD, which made heaven and earth.
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| 3 He will not suffer thy foot to be moved: he that keepeth thee will not slumber.
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| 4 Behold, he that keepeth Israel shall neither slumber nor sleep.
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| 5 The LORD is thy keeper: the LORD is thy shade upon thy right hand.
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| 6 The sun shall not smite thee by day, nor the moon by night.
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| 7 The LORD shall preserve thee from all evil: he shall preserve thy soul.
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| 8 The LORD shall preserve thy going out and thy coming in from this time forth, and even for evermore.
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