I will lift up mines 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 keepers thee He will not slumber or 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 Repeat (choir)