Psalms 121

1 A song of ascents. I lift up my eyes to the hills. From where does my help come?

Thaburi ya Agendi Nĩngũtiira maitho makwa ndore irĩma-inĩ: ũteithio wakwa ũngiuma na kũ?

2 My help comes from the LORD, the Maker of heaven and earth.

Ũteithio wakwa uumaga kũrĩ Jehova, o we Mũũmbi wa igũrũ na thĩ.

3 He will not allow your foot to slip; your Protector will not slumber.

We ndangĩreka kũgũrũ gwaku gũtirũke: ũcio mũmenyereri waku ndarĩ hĩndĩ angĩcũnga;

4 Behold, the Protector of Israel will neither slumber nor sleep.

ti-itherũ, ũcio mũmenyereri wa Isiraeli ndarĩ hĩndĩ angĩcũnga, kana ahĩtwo nĩ toro.

5 The LORD is your keeper; the LORD is the shade on your right hand.

Jehova nĩwe ũkũmenyagĩrĩra: Jehova nĩwe kĩĩruru gĩaku guoko-inĩ gwaku kwa ũrĩo;

6 The sun will not strike you by day, nor the moon by night.

mũthenya wee ndũngĩringĩka nĩ riũa, kana ũringĩke nĩ mweri ũtukũ.

7 The LORD will guard you from all evil; He will preserve your soul.

Jehova nĩarĩkũgitagĩra kuuma ũũru-inĩ wothe: nĩarĩĩmenyagĩrĩra muoyo waku;

8 The LORD will watch over your coming and going, both now and forevermore.

Jehova nĩarĩkũmenyagĩrĩra ũkiumagara na ũgĩcooka, kuuma rĩu nginya tene na tene.