“Up to the hills, I lift mine eyes.”
Up to the hills I lift mine eyes,
Th’ eternal hills beyond the skies;
Thence all her help my soul derives,
There my almighty Refuge lives.
2 He lives—the everlasting God
That built the world, that spread the flood;
The heavens with all their hosts he made,
And the dark regions of the dead.
3 He guides our feet, he guards our way;
His morning smiles bless all the day;
He spreads the evening vail, and keeps
The silent hours, while Israel sleeps.
4 Israel, a name divinely blest,
May rise secure, securely rest;
Thy holy Guardian’s wakeful eyes
Admit no slumber, nor surprise.
5 Should earth and hell with malice burn,
Still thou shalt go, and still return,
Safe in the Lord; his heavenly care
Defends thy life from every snare.