Sometimes, our family would be in danger. One day, when night fell, my grandmother knew we were in trouble and spoke it aloud to us. I do not remember all the circumstances. But I do know I felt unsafe that evening--and when these words were spoken as a prayer over us, I felt safe. And we were.
There are many versions of this special song. Of course, in those days my grandma preferred the King James Version. While I am not one to go around quoting this version of the Bible, I happened upon the Psalm the other day and called to mind the lyricism of the older translation. I decided to look it up and, yes, it is indeed a wonder-full piece of poetry. I invite you to simply let the words soak in today.
1 I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills,
from whence cometh my help.
2 My help cometh from the Lord,
which made heaven and earth.
3 He will not suffer thy foot to be moved:
he that keepeth thee will not slumber.
4 Behold, he that keepeth Israel
shall neither slumber nor sleep.
from whence cometh my help.
2 My help cometh from the Lord,
which made heaven and earth.
3 He will not suffer thy foot to be moved:
he that keepeth thee will not slumber.
4 Behold, he that keepeth Israel
shall neither slumber nor sleep.
5 The Lord is thy keeper:
the Lord is thy shade upon thy right hand.
6 The sun shall not smite thee by day,
nor the moon by night.
7 The Lord shall preserve thee from all evil:
he shall preserve thy soul.
8 The Lord shall preserve thy going out and thy coming in
from this time forth, and even for evermore.
the Lord is thy shade upon thy right hand.
6 The sun shall not smite thee by day,
nor the moon by night.
7 The Lord shall preserve thee from all evil:
he shall preserve thy soul.
8 The Lord shall preserve thy going out and thy coming in
from this time forth, and even for evermore.
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