My Help (Cometh from the Lord)

I will lift up mine eyes to the hills
 From whence cometh my help
 My help cometh from the Lord
 The Lord which made Heaven and Earth
 He said He would not suffer thy foot
 Thy foot to be moved;
 The Lord which keepeth thee
 He will not slumber nor sleep
 Oh the Lord is thy keeper
 The Lord is thy shade
 Upon thy right hand
 Upon thy right hand
 No, the sun shall not smite thee by day
 Nor the moon by night
 He shall preserve thy soul
 Even forever more
 My help, my help, my help
 All of my help cometh from the Lord
 Oh the lord is thy keeper
 The lord is thy shade
 Upon thy right hand no the sun shall not smite thee
 Any day nor the moon by night he
 shall preserve thy soul even for ever more
 My help my help my help all of my help cometh from the