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My Help (Cometh from the Lord)
by Brooklyn Tabernacle Choir



I will lift up mine eyes to the hills
From whence cometh my help,
My help cometh from the Lord,
The Lord which made Heaven and Earth.

He said He would not suffer thy foot,
Thy foot to be moved;
The Lord which keepeth thee,
He will not slumber nor sleep.

Oh the Lord is thy keeper,
The Lord is thy shade
Upon thy right hand,
Upon thy right hand.

No, the sun shall not smite thee by day,
Nor the moon by night,
He shall preserve thy soul
Even forever more.

[Chorus]
My help, my help, my help,
All of my help cometh from the Lord.

Oh the lord is thy keeper
The lord is thy shade
Upon thy right hand no the sun shall not smite thee
Any day nor the moon by night he shall preserve thy soul even for ever more
My help my help my help all of my help cometh from the lord
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written by JACQUELYN GOUCHE-FARRIS, JACKIE FARRIS
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group