Add parallel Print Page Options

But thou, Lord, art mine up-taker; my glory, and enhancing mine head. (But thou, Lord, art my defender; my glory, and the one who lifteth up my head.)

With my voice I cried to the Lord; and he heard me from his holy hill. (I cried to the Lord with my voice; and he answered me from his holy hill.)

I slept, and rested, and I rose up; for the Lord received me (for the Lord had protected me).

Read full chapter

But you, Lord, are a shield(A) around me,
    my glory, the One who lifts my head high.(B)
I call out to the Lord,(C)
    and he answers me from his holy mountain.(D)

I lie down and sleep;(E)
    I wake again,(F) because the Lord sustains me.

Read full chapter