Daily Worship

Where does my help come from?

Gordon Kennedy October 20, 2022 0 2
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Psalm 121 (NRSVA)

1 I lift up my eyes to the hills—
    from where will my help come?
2 My help comes from the Lord,
    who made heaven and earth.

3 He will not let your foot be moved;
    he who keeps you will not slumber.
4 He who keeps Israel
    will neither slumber nor sleep.

5 The Lord is your keeper;
    the Lord is your shade at your right hand.
6 The sun shall not strike you by day,
    nor the moon by night.

7 The Lord will keep you from all evil;
    he will keep your life.
8 The Lord will keep
    your going out and your coming in
    from this time on and for evermore.

Why do you climb hills? Because they are there! (Not a very satisfying answer.)

Why do you sing songs of ascents? Because the ascent takes me into the presence of my God. Because from the top of the hill I can see further into the wide-open spaces of my God’s grace. Because, although my God is a mountain moving God, sometimes he calls me to climb.




Blessed are you, Lord God Most High,

Creator of all, enthroned in the highest places.

When my eyes are lifted to the hills,

Even when I see hosts of encircling enemies,

Or steep slopes, and perilous precipices,

May I also see you,

May I also hear your upward call,

May I also feel your empowering Spirit’s presence,

May I catch the fragrance of your grace,

May I taste on the wind the beauty of your peace.



You made me and you remember how you formed me.

You know how my muscles burn when pushing uphill,

You know how my breath fails me,

You know my discomfort when the cold sweat trickles down my back.

Brooding Spirit, hover over me,

Strong rushing Spirit, surge within me,

Encouraging Spirit, strive uphill beside me,

Welcoming Spirit, beckon me upwards,

Gracious Spirit, catch me when I fall.


All–seeing Father,

Fix my eyes upon the way ahead.

Cast from me all that would hinder my climb,

May I see only Jesus,

May Jesus be my help and my hope,

The one who fills my eyes when I look to the hills.


May I know the joy of ascending into your presence,

May I be filled with the vision of your expanding grace,

May I experience your keeping hold of me,

From today until for ever.