This is another song to move my dormant Presbyterian soul, a metrical version of Psalm 120 (121) from the Scottish Psalter of 1615. Even my very strict brother could sing this one, as long as was happy with Granton Douglas Hay‘s paraphrase from the Australian Hymn Book, that dreadfully ecumenical tome. Hay was originally from Devonport, not far from where your correspondent currently lives, and was a Congregational then a Uniting church minister .
It is set to DUNDEE (aka FRENCH) and Thomas Ravenscroft is credited with the harmonisation.
1 I to the hills will lift my eyes:
Where shall I find my help?
My help comes only from the Lord
Who made the earth and heaven.2 Your foot he’ll not let slide, nor will
Your guardian ever sleep:
The one who guards his people still,
He slumbers not, nor sleeps.3 The Lord will be a shield and shade:
With him on your right hand
No harm will come from sun by day,
Nor from the moon at night.4 The Lord will keep you from all harm:
Will guard your very life.
Preserve your going out and in
Now and for evermore.
This is the original text that would rather we weren’t smitten by the moon.:
1 I to the hills will lift mine eyes,
from whence doth come mine aid.
2 My safety cometh from the Lord,
who heav’n and earth hath made.
3 Thy foot he’ll not let slide, nor will
he slumber that thee keeps.
4 Behold, he that keeps Israel,
he slumbers not, nor sleeps.
5 The Lord thee keeps, the Lord thy shade
on thy right hand doth stay:
6 The moon by night thee shall not smite,
nor yet the sun by day.
7 The Lord shall keep thy soul; he shall
preserve thee from all ill.
8 Henceforth thy going out and in
God keep for ever will.
I couldn’t find any clips using the Australian words:
