1 A Song of Ascents. I lift up my eyes to the hills. From whence does my help come? 2 My help comes from the LORD, who made heaven and earth. 3 He will not let your foot be moved, he who keeps you will not slumber. 4 Behold, he who keeps Israel will neither slumber nor sleep. 5 The LORD is your keeper; the LORD is your shade on your right hand. 6 The sun shall not smite you by day, nor the moon by night. 7 The LORD will keep you from all evil; he will keep your life. 8 The LORD will keep your going out and your coming in from this time forth and for evermore.
–Psalm 121, somehow oh so appropriate in this week as Thanksgiving and Advent approach
An amazing psalm on many levels.
[blockquote]I lift up my eyes to the hills. From whence does my help come?[/blockquote]
I still do not know how the psalmist regards the hills – is it with fear, wondering where he is going to get help; or is he expecting help from God to come from the hills?
Or is it even more complicated and both?