¹A song of the sundial degree markings.

I will lift up my eyes to the hills;

Oh where will my help come from?

²My help comes from the Lord,

Who made heaven and earth.

³May he not allow your foot to falter;

May he who watches over you not slumber.

⁴Behold, the protector of Israel does not slumber,

Nor does he sleep.

⁵The Lord is your protector;

The Lord is your shade

At your right hand.

⁶By day the sun will not strike you,

Nor the moon by night.

⁷The Lord will protect you from all evil;

He will protect your life.

⁸The Lord will protect your day-to-day affairs

From now on and age-abidingly.