Psalms 121

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

Ɔsoroforo dwom. Mema mʼani so kyerɛ mmepɔw no, ɛhe na me mmoa fi bɛba?

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

Me mmoa fi Awurade, ɔsoro ne asase yɛfo no.

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

Ɔremma wo nan nwatiri, nea ɔhwɛ wo no rentɔ nko.

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

Ampa ara, nea ɔhwɛ Israel no rentɔ nko na ɔrenna.

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

Awurade hwɛ wo so; Awurade ne wo nwini wɔ wo nsa nifa so;

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

Owia rensɛe wo wɔ adekyee mu, na ɔsram nso rensɛe wo anadwo.

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

Awurade bɛbɔ wo ho ban afi ɔsɛe nyinaa ho, ɔbɛhwɛ wo nkwa so;

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

Awurade bɛhwɛ wʼadifi ne wo fieba so mprempren ne daa.