I lift up my eyes to the heavens. Where does my help come from? My help comes from You, Lord, Maker of heaven and earth. I know you will not allow my foot to be moved. I trust my entire being in Your care, because You watch over me tenderly, and You neither slumber nor sleep.
Lord, You are my Keeper, closely guarding and sheltering me. Because of You, neither the sun or moon, nor any force of the day or night can harm me. You are the secure fortress that keeps my fragile soul, and You preserve me wholly when I step out and when I come in. Lord, thank You, and please continue to be my Ever-present Help, now and forever more. Amen.
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Amen! One of my favourite Psalms. He is the preserve of our ins and out. It’s only by His grace that we leave our home and return back safely. His Devine protection goes before and after us and psalms 121 reminds us of that!
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