To Sion’s hill I lift my eyes,
From thence expecting aid;
From Sion’s hill and Sion’s God,
Who heaven and earth has made.

He will not let thy foot be moved,
Thy guardian will not sleep;
Behold, the God who slumbers not
Will favored Israel keep.

Sheltered beneath th’ Almighty’s wings,
Thou shalt securely rest,
Where neither sun nor moon shall thee
By day or night molest.

At home, abroad, in peace, in war,
Thy God shall thee defend;
Conduct thee through life’s pilgrimage,
Safe to thy journey’s end.

Amen.