J. D. Sutherland (207/413) -- Hymns and Spiritual Songs

J. D. Sutherland UNTO the hills around do I lift up My longing eyes, Oh! whence for me shall my salvation come, From whence arise? No careless slumber shall His eyelids close, Who keepeth thee. Behold our God, the Lord, He slumbereth ne’er, Who keepeth Israel in His holy care. 3 Jehovah is Himself thy keeper true, Thy changeless shade. Jehovah thy defence on thy right hand Himself hath made. And thee, no sun by day shall ever smite, No moon shall harm thee in the silent night. 4 From every evil shall He keep thy soul, From every sin; Jehovah shall preserve thy going out, Thy coming in. Above thee watching, He, whom we adore, Shall keep thee henceforth, yea, forevermore.