1 'n Bedevaartslied. Ek slaan my oë op na die berge: waar sal my hulp vandaan kom?

2 My hulp is van die HERE wat hemel en aarde gemaak het.

3 Hy kan jou voet nie laat wankel nie; jou Bewaarder kan nie sluimer nie.

4 Kyk, die Bewaarder van Israel sluimer of slaap nie.

5 Die HERE is jou Bewaarder; die HERE is jou skaduwee aan jou regterhand.

6 Die son sal jou bedags nie steek nie, die maan ook nie by nag nie.

7 Die HERE sal jou bewaar vir elke onheil; jou siel sal Hy bewaar.

8 Die HERE sal jou uitgang en jou ingang bewaar, van nou af tot in ewigheid.

1 A Song of the going up. My eyes are lifted up to the hills: O where will my help come from?

2 Your help comes from the Lord, who made heaven and earth.

3 May he not let your foot be moved: no need of sleep has he who keeps you.

4 See, the eyes of Israel's keeper will not be shut in sleep.

5 The Lord is your keeper; the Lord is your shade on your right hand.

6 You will not be touched by the sun in the day, or by the moon at night.

7 The Lord will keep you safe from all evil; he will take care of your soul.

8 The Lord will keep watch over your going out and your coming in, from this time and for ever.