A song of ascents.
1 I lift up my eyes to the hills—
where does my help come from?
2 My help comes from the L-RD,
the Maker of heaven and earth.
3 He will not let my foot slip—
He who watches over me will not slumber;
4 indeed, He who watches over Israel
will neither slumber nor sleep.
5 The L-RD watches over me—
the L-RD is my shade at my right hand;
6 the sun will not harm me by day,
nor the moon by night.
7 The L-RD will keep me from all harm—
He will watch over my life;
8 the L-RD will watch over my coming and going
both now and forevermore.
The things of the past months; Angie's murder, our sickness, stress from my ex-husband, ALL are under the control of the L-rd. This morning I can say, I am looking up to the hills of Mount Zion, I am looking up to the L-rd. He is faithful in everything. I will always miss Angie. We will continue to get better physically. As long as I continue to love the L-rd I can say, "It is Well With My Soul."