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1 Unto the hills around do I lift up
My longing eyes;
O whence for me shall my salvation come,
From whence arise?
From God the Lord doth come my certain aid,
From God the Lord who heaven and earth hath made.
2 He will not suffer that thy foot be moved:
Safe shalt thou be.
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 defense 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.
Source: African Methodist Episcopal Church Hymnal #87
First Line: | Unto the hills around do I lift up My longing eyes |
Title: | Unto the Hills |
Author: | John Douglas Sutherland Campbell, Duke of Argyll (1877, 1909) |
Meter: | 10.4.10.4.10.10 |
Language: | English |
Notes: | Spanish translation: See "A las montañas mis ojos con fe levantaré" by Leopoldo Gros, "Mis ojos a los montes al redor levantaré" by George Paul Simmonds |
Copyright: | Public Domain |