P121a. Up to the Hills I lift mine Eyes

1 Up to the Hills I lift mine Eyes,
Th' eternal Hills beyond the Skies;
Thence all her Help my Soul derives;
There my Almighty Refuge lies.

2 He lives; the everlasting GOD,
That built the World, that spread the Flood;
The Heav'ns, with all their Hosts he made,
And the dark Regions of the Dead.

3 He guides our Feet, he guards our Way;
His Morning Smiles bless all the Day;
He spreads the Evening Veil, and keeps
The silent Hours while Isr'el sleeps.

4 Isr'el, a Name divinely blest,
May rise secure, securely rest;
Thy holy Guardian's wakeful Eyes
Admit no Slumber nor Surprize.

5 No Sun shall smite thy Head by Day,
Nor the pale Moon with sickly Ray
Shall blast thy Couch; no baleful Star
Dart his malignant Fire so far.

6 Should Earth and Hell with Malice burn,
Still thou shalt go, and still return
Safe in the Lord; his heav'nly Care
Defends thy Life from ev'ry Snare.

7 On thee foul Spirits have no Pow'r;
And in thy last departing Hour,
Angels that trace the airy Road,
Shall bear thee homeward to thy GOD.

Text Information
First Line: Up to the Hills I lift mine Eyes
Meter: Long Metre
Language: English
Publication Date: 1740
Scripture:
Topic: Defense: in God; God: our preserver; Protection: by day and night
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