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