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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
PSALM 121, by HENRY VAUGHAN Poet Analysis Poet's Biography
First Line: Up to those bright and gladsome hills
Last Line: Now, and for evermore.
Alternate Author Name(s): Silurist
First Line: Up to those bright and gladsome hills
Last Line: Now, and for evermore.
Alternate Author Name(s): Silurist
Up to those bright and gladsome hills
Whence flows my weal and mirth,
I look and sigh for him, who fills
(Unseen) both heaven and earth.
He is alone my help and hope,
That I shall not be moved,
His watchful eye is ever ope,
And guardeth his beloved;
The glorious God is my sole stay,
He is my sun and shade,
The cold by night, the heat by day,
Neither shall me invade.
He keeps me from the spite of foes,
Doth all their plots control,
And is a shield (not reckoning those)
Unto my very soul.
Whether abroad, amidst the crowd,
Or else within my door,
He is my pillar and my cloud,
Now, and for evermore.