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David sang: I lift up my eyes to the mountains
And I wonder: Where does my help come from?
He asked himself
Questioning and remained silent

The Bible doesn't say, but I think, like this
David began to remember himself
Taking care of sheep, killing a lion
Fighting the bear with his own hands
He remembered the great giant Goliath
Whom he killed with great boldness

He remembered the wars he won
The great battles he never lost
Thinking like this he came to the conclusion
And with joy in his heart, he took his harp
And with a loud voice, praised with anointing

My help comes from the Lord, my victory comes from the Lord
My deliverance comes from the Lord, my strength comes from the Lord
My food comes from the Lord, my sustenance comes from the Lord
My help comes from the Lord, providence comes from the Lord

The Lord is my keeper, the Lord is my guide
The Lord is my protector, the Lord is my watcher
In Him I put my faith, He will not let my foot slip
The one who keeps, does not sleep, does not tire
Does not take a nap and never rests

The Lord is my shadow and a shadow cannot be removed
If it stops, I stop too, if it walks, I walk too
This shadow protects me and no one messes with me
For the shadow reaches me

You prayed and said: I lift up my eyes to the mountains
Then you ask: Where will my help come from?
Have you cried asking, have you exhausted all plans?
What am I going to do?
Then Jesus tells you

Do you remember the nights you spent?
The great battles you won?
The illnesses and persecutions?
But I healed you without leaving lesions
Of the great giants you killed?
Of the great walls you knocked down?
Of the great deserts I made you pass through?
But it was in the desert that I made you prosper
Now you wanting to stop
Looking for help elsewhere
But your help will only come from one, and I will tell you

Your help comes from the Lord
Your victory comes from the Lord
Your deliverance comes from the Lord
Your healing comes from the Lord
Your renewal comes from the Lord
Your strength comes from the Lord
The solution comes from the Lord, He will do it

The Lord is your owner, the Lord is your guide
He is the owner of your story, he is the owner of your life
Whoever dares to touch your hair strand is crazy
For whoever touches you is touching the great first

The Lord is your shadow and no one can remove you
If it stops, you stop, if it walks, you walk
Rejoice at this time
Sing and exalt and give Him glory
For your victory comes from the Lord