Psalm CXXI. Levavi oculos meos in Montes, &c.
I
Unto the Hills I rais'd my drooping eyes,
And look'd if any help were there,
Loaded with tears I made them rise,
To watch, and give the sign, when help drew near;
I rais'd them up but all in vain,
I could not keep them so,
Their own weight press'd them to the Earth again,
On high they would not be, when I was sunk so low!
II
Up to your tops, O Hills, I'll look no more,
An unexpected help is nigh;
I overlook'd this help before,
Look'd, when I thought not high enough, too high,
For, lo, my God my part do's take,
On my side do's appear;
God whose great word, both Heav'n and Earth did make,
And what need other help, when the Almighty's near!
III
“Thy Foot, He said it, all times fixt shall stand,
And He shall watch about Thee keep;
The Lord shall lead Thee by the hand,
And never, though thou slumbrest, fall asleep:
For Israel He is still awake,
His eyes still open be;
And He, who of an Israel care can take,
Fear not, but He can well enough provide for Thee!
IV
Twixt Him, and Thee no cloud shall interpose,
But He shall be Himself Thy shade;
To break the Malice of Thy Foes,
The Eternall God, shall be Thy refuge made:
The Lord shall be Thy sure defence,
Thy guard both night, and day,
Shall sweeten every Planets influence,
And to serve Thee, make both the Sun, and Moon obey.
V
God shall defend Thee, and Thy life shall be
Secur'd from danger by His love;
And all things, which belong to Thee,
The Care, which He has of Thy Soul shall prove:
Without, He shall direct Thy Way,
Within, shall bless Thy store;
And all the while from Him Thou'rt forc'd to stay,
Shall what Thou hast make serve Thy turn, or give Thee more!
