¶ The song of the stairs.I lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help. My help cometh even from the LORD which hath made heaven and earth. He will not suffer thy foot to be moved, and he that keepeth thee, sleepeth not. Behold, he that keepeth Israel, doth neither slumber nor sleep. The LORD himself is thy keeper, the LORD is thy defense upon thy right hand. So that the sun shall not burn thee by day, neither the moon by night. The LORD preserveth thee from all evil, yea it is the LORD that keepeth thy soul. The LORD preserveth thy going out and thy coming in, from this time forth for evermore.