He suffereth not thy foot to be moved, Thy preserver slumbereth not.
A Song of the Ascents, by Solomon. If Jehovah doth not build the house, In vain have its builders laboured at it, If Jehovah doth not watch a city, In vain hath a watchman waked.
Jehovah doth preserve him and revive him, He is happy in the land, And Thou givest him not into the will of his enemies.
And Thou, O God, dost bring them down To a pit of destruction, Men of blood and deceit reach not to half their days, And I -- I do trust in Thee!
Who hath placed our soul in life, And suffered not our feet to be moved.
On the hands they bear thee up, Lest thou smite against a stone thy foot.
To keep the paths of judgment, And the way of His saints He preserveth.
Then thou goest thy way confidently, And thy foot doth not stumble.
For Jehovah is at thy side, And He hath kept thy foot from capture.
I, Jehovah, am its keeper, every moment I water it, Lest any lay a charge against it, Night and day I keep it!
who, in the power of God are being guarded, through faith, unto salvation, ready to be revealed in the last time,
The feet of His saints He keepeth, And the wicked in darkness are silent, For not by power doth man become mighty.