Psalms 121

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

Abụ nrigo. Aga m eweli anya m abụọ elu, lee ha nʼelu ugwu niile, olee ebe inyeaka ga-esi bịara m?

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

Inyeaka m na-esite nʼaka Onyenwe anyị, onye kere eluigwe na ụwa bịa.

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

Ọ gaghị ekwe ka ụkwụ gị gbụchapụ, onye na-eche gị nche na-amụ anya oge niile;

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

nʼezie onye na-eche Izrel nche adịghị arahụ ụra, ọ dịghị atụkwa oru ụra.

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

Onyenwe anyị na-eche gị nche, Onyenwe anyị bụ ndo gị nʼaka nri gị;

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

anyanwụ agaghị achagbu gị nʼehihie, ọnwa agaghị etigbukwa gị nʼabalị.

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

Onyenwe anyị ga-edebe gị ka ihe ọjọọ ọbụla ghara ịdakwasị gị. Ọ ga na-eche ndụ gị nche mgbe niile.

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

Onyenwe anyị ga-echebe gị mgbe ị na-apụ na mgbe ị na-abata abata, site ugbu a ruo mgbe niile ebighị ebi.