A song of ascents, by David. I raise my eyes to the mountain; whence willy ou come my help? My help is from Hashem, Maker of Heaven and earth. He will not allow your foot to falter; Your Guardian will not slumber, behold, He neither slumbers nor sleeps - the Guardian of Israel. Hashem is your Guardian; Hashem is your Shade at your right hand. By day the sun will not harm you, nor the moon by night. Hashem will protect you from every evil; He will guard your soul. Hashem will guard your departure and your arrival, from thise time and forever.
"You... Have... Won... NOTHING."