Chapter 121
I Lift Up My Eyes to the Hills
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A song of ascents. 1I lift up my eyes to the hills. From where does my help come?
𐤔𐤉𐤓 𐤋𐤌𐤏𐤋𐤅𐤕 𐤀𐤔𐤀 𐤏𐤉𐤍𐤉 𐤀𐤋 𐤄𐤄𐤓𐤉𐤌 𐤌𐤀𐤉𐤍 𐤏𐤆𐤓𐤉 𐤉𐤁𐤀
שִׁ֗יר לַֽמַּ֫עֲל֥וֹת אֶשָּׂ֣א עֵ֭ינַי אֶל־ הֶהָרִ֑ים מֵ֝אַ֗יִן עֶזְרִֽי׃ יָבֹ֥א šîr lam·ma·‘ă·lō·wṯ ’eś·śā ‘ê·nay ’el- he·hā·rîm mê·’a·yin ‘ez·rî yā·ḇō — WLC · 1
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My help comes from the LORD, the Maker of heaven and earth.
𐤏𐤆𐤓𐤉 𐤌𐤏𐤌 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 𐤏𐤔𐤄 𐤔𐤌𐤉𐤌 𐤅𐤀𐤓𐤑
עֶ֭זְרִי מֵעִ֣ם יְהוָ֑ה עֹ֝שֵׂ֗ה שָׁמַ֥יִם וָאָֽרֶץ׃ ‘ez·rî mê·‘im Yah·weh ‘ō·śêh šā·ma·yim wā·’ā·reṣ — WLC · 2
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He will not allow your foot to slip; your Protector will not slumber.
𐤀𐤋 𐤉𐤕𐤍 𐤓𐤂𐤋𐤊 𐤋𐤌𐤅𐤈 𐤔𐤌𐤓𐤊 𐤀𐤋 𐤉𐤍𐤅𐤌
אַל־ יִתֵּ֣ן רַגְלֶ֑ךָ לַמּ֣וֹט שֹֽׁמְרֶֽךָ׃ אַל־ יָ֝נ֗וּם ’al- yit·tên raḡ·le·ḵā lam·mō·wṭ šō·mə·re·ḵā ’al- yā·nūm — WLC · 3
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Behold, the Protector of Israel will neither slumber nor sleep.
𐤄𐤍𐤄 𐤔𐤅𐤌𐤓 𐤉𐤔𐤓𐤀𐤋 𐤋𐤀 𐤉𐤍𐤅𐤌 𐤅𐤋𐤀 𐤉𐤉𐤔𐤍
הִנֵּ֣ה שׁוֹמֵ֣ר יִשְׂרָאֵֽל׃ לֹֽא־ יָ֭נוּם וְלֹ֣א יִישָׁ֑ן hin·nêh šō·w·mêr yiś·rā·’êl lō- yā·nūm wə·lō yî·šān — WLC · 4
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The LORD [is] your keeper; the LORD [is] the shade on your right hand.
𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 𐤔𐤌𐤓𐤊 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 𐤑𐤋𐤊 𐤏𐤋 𐤉𐤌𐤉𐤍𐤊 𐤉𐤃
יְהוָ֥ה שֹׁמְרֶ֑ךָ יְהוָ֥ה צִ֝לְּךָ֗ עַל־ יְמִינֶֽךָ׃ יַ֥ד Yah·weh šō·mə·re·ḵā Yah·weh ṣil·lə·ḵā ‘al- yə·mî·ne·ḵā yaḏ — WLC · 5
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The sun will not strike you by day, nor the moon by night.
𐤄𐤔𐤌𐤔 𐤋𐤀 𐤉𐤊𐤊𐤄 𐤉𐤅𐤌𐤌 𐤅𐤉𐤓𐤇 𐤁𐤋𐤉𐤋𐤄
הַשֶּׁ֥מֶשׁ לֹֽא־ יַכֶּ֗כָּה יוֹמָ֗ם וְיָרֵ֥חַ בַּלָּֽיְלָה׃ haš·še·meš lō- yak·kek·kāh yō·w·mām wə·yā·rê·aḥ bal·lā·yə·lāh — WLC · 6
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The LORD will guard you from all evil; He will preserve your soul.
𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 𐤉𐤔𐤌𐤓𐤊 𐤌𐤊𐤋 𐤓𐤏 𐤉𐤔𐤌𐤓 𐤀𐤕 𐤍𐤐𐤔𐤊
יְֽהוָ֗ה יִשְׁמָרְךָ֥ מִכָּל־ רָ֑ע יִ֝שְׁמֹ֗ר אֶת־ נַפְשֶֽׁךָ׃ Yah·weh yiš·mā·rə·ḵā mik·kāl rā‘ yiš·mōr ’eṯ- nap̄·še·ḵā — WLC · 7
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The LORD will watch over your coming and going, both now and forevermore…
𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 𐤉𐤔𐤌𐤓 𐤅𐤁𐤅𐤀𐤊 𐤑𐤀𐤕𐤊 𐤌𐤏𐤕𐤄 𐤅𐤏𐤃 𐤏𐤅𐤋𐤌
יְֽהוָ֗ה יִשְׁמָר־ וּבוֹאֶ֑ךָ צֵאתְךָ֥ מֵֽ֝עַתָּ֗ה וְעַד־ עוֹלָֽם׃ Yah·weh yiš·mār- ū·ḇō·w·’e·ḵā ṣê·ṯə·ḵā mê·‘at·tāh wə·‘aḏ- ‘ō·w·lām — WLC · 8