Psalm 121, An Expressive Transliteration
Up to the mountain top, I lift my eyes.
The place from which my help would emanate?
My help comes from the LORD, who made the skies.
Both earth and heaven, they are what he made.
Your foot allow to slip? He never will.
He watches over you and never sleeps.
The same who watches over Israel.
No slumb’ring, sleeping, watches that he keeps.
The LORD keeps safe from harm, your life preserve.
Your life is what he constant watches o’er.
Your coming, going, what the LORD observes
both at the present and forevermore.
T.H. Chalm 