Oh Lord, if I should need Thy help,
And cast my eyes in faith to Thee,
Wouldst Thou be there to hear my cry,
And lend Thy hand to rescue me?
If I should feel my footing slip,
And fear that I might surely fall,
Wouldst Thou be there to steady me
When on Thy righteous name I call?
Lord, surely Thou hast always been
My Shade, my Rock, my Hiding Place.
Oh, where else should I ever turn
But to Thy sweet and loving face?
For Thou, Oh Lord, art all I need,
In darkest night or harshest day;
To give me courage, strength and peace
To light my path and guide my way.
Oh, blessed hope, my Savior, God;
Creator both of earth and sky,
I bow in awe that Thou art God,
Yet choose to love one such as I.
“I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help.
My help cometh from the Lord, which made heaven and earth.
He will not suffer thy foot to be moved: he that keepeth thee will not slumber…
The Lord is thy keeper: the Lord is thy shade upon thy right hand.
The sun shall not smite thee by day, nor the moon by night.
The Lord shall preserve thee from all evil: he shall preserve thy soul.
The Lord shall preserve thy going out and thy coming in from this time forth, and even for evermore.”
Psalm 121:2-8 KJV
©Lisa DeVinney, January 2010
Inspired by Beth Moore’s Psalms of Ascent