A song of ascents,

My eyes rise to the hills.

Whence will come my help?
From the Lord, Maker of heaven and earth.

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He will keep your foot from faltering,
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will be your shade on your right hand,
and the sun will not harm you by day.
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. He will protect you from all evil, He will guard your soul.
The Lord will watch your going and coming,
from now and for evermore.

(Photos from the 9th grade 3 day trek up the hills in the Jerusalem Corridor, May 2008)
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