“I raise my eyes unto the hills,“ he said, reciting the comforting Psalm. “From where shall my help come? My help cometh from the Lord Who made heaven and earth. The Guardian of Israel will neither slumber nor sleep.“
The “Guardian of Israel,” Tevye thought. Shomer Yisrael. That’s where the expression shomer came from. Like the Almighty Himself, Tevye had become a shomer, a guardian of the Jewish people. No doubt, the Master of the World, the Riboyno Shel Olam, could aim His bullets with far greater accuracy than the milkman from Anatevka, but with practice, Tevye felt he could learn. In the meantime, he kept his ears open, his eyes on the hills, and his finger tight on the trigger.