Psalms 121

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

ᾠδὴ τῶν ἀναβαθμῶν ἦρα τοὺς ὀφθαλμούς μου εἰς τὰ ὄρη πόθεν ἥξει ἡ βοήθειά μου

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

ἡ βοήθειά μου παρὰ κυρίου τοῦ ποιήσαντος τὸν οὐρανὸν καὶ τὴν γῆν

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

μὴ δῷς εἰς σάλον τὸν πόδα σου μηδὲ νυστάξῃ ὁ φυλάσσων σε

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

ἰδοὺ οὐ νυστάξει οὐδὲ ὑπνώσει ὁ φυλάσσων τὸν Ισραηλ

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

κύριος φυλάξει σε κύριος σκέπη σου ἐπὶ χεῖρα δεξιάν σου

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

ἡμέρας ὁ ἥλιος οὐ συγκαύσει σε οὐδὲ ἡ σελήνη τὴν νύκτα

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

κύριος φυλάξει σε ἀπὸ παντὸς κακοῦ φυλάξει τὴν ψυχήν σου

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

κύριος φυλάξει τὴν εἴσοδόν σου καὶ τὴν ἔξοδόν σου ἀπὸ τοῦ νῦν καὶ ἕως τοῦ αἰῶνος