My Help (Cometh from the Lord) - Brooklyn Tabernacle Choir

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.

Lift up mine eyes...

lift up mine eyes...

unto the hills...

He is my strength...

All of my help cometh from the Lord.