Translation by Anonymous / Unidentified Author

Unto the hills mine eyes I lift
Language: English  after the Latin 
Unto the hills myne eyes I lyft,
my hope shall never fade,
but from the Lord I looke for helpe,
that heaven and earth hath made.

Thy foote he will from slipping save,
& he that doth thee keepe,
with watchfull eye will thee preserve,
without slomber or sleepe.

The Lord thy keeper & shade is,
& stands at thy right arme,
the Sunne by day shall not thee burne,
nor Moone by nyght thee harme.

The Lord shall keepe thee from all yll,
thy soule he shall preserve,
and all thy waies both in & out,
for ever shall conserve.


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This text was added to the website: 2010-08-09
Line count: 16
Word count: 101