Saturday Psalm #121

I look up, I look around,
I look all over for help.
Then I remember: my help comes from you, LORD,
the One who made heaven and earth.
I don't know why I ever look to anything
or anyone else.
You hold onto me.
You never take your eyes off me.
You're never surprised,
never confused,
never overwhelmed.

You are always alert
and always there for me,
my Watcher,
my Keeper,
my Shelter,
my Shade.

You will keep me from all harm—
you will watch over my life;
you will watch over my coming and going
both now and forevermore.
(The illustration is a painting by William Brody; can be purchased at

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