Michael J. Oczko - A Prayer in the Mountains - текст песни (слова)

I raise my eyes to the mountains 
 and seek a blessing there;
 Oh Lord, who from the hilltop reigns 
 look down and hear my prayer.
 
 Who made the earth, the skies, the deep,
 Who slumbers not and will not sleep
 but guards Israel with sword and shield,
 to evil let me never yield.
 
 You, Lord, are constant as my shadow;
 You keep my foot firm on the heath
 And steer me from the chasms beneath.
 Your saving grace on me bestow.
 
 From coldest moon and blazing sun,
 By day, by night protect me.
 Steadfast in Your ways direct me
 That with You I may be as one.
 
 I raise my eyes...