Psalms 121

1 A Song of the going up. My eyes are lifted up to the hills: O where will my help come from?

Se yon chante pou yo chante lè y'ap moute lavil Jerizalèm. Mwen leve je m', mwen gade mòn yo, mwen di: -Ki bò m'a jwenn sekou?

2 Your help comes from the Lord, who made heaven and earth.

Sekou mwen soti nan men Seyè a. Se li menm ki fè syèl la ak latè a.

3 May he not let your foot be moved: no need of sleep has he who keeps you.

Li p'ap kite pye ou chape, moun k'ap veye sou ou a p'ap janm dòmi.

4 See, the eyes of Israel's keeper will not be shut in sleep.

Moun k'ap veye sou pèp Izrayèl la p'ap kabicha, li p'ap dòmi.

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

Se Seyè a k'ap veye sou ou, l'ap kanpe bò dwat ou tankou lonbraj ou. Se li ki tout pwoteksyon ou.

6 You will not be touched by the sun in the day, or by the moon at night.

Lajounen, solèy la p'ap fè ou anyen, lannwit, lalin lan p'ap fè ou anyen.

7 The Lord will keep you safe from all evil; he will take care of your soul.

Seyè a ap pwoteje ou pou anyen pa rive ou, li p'ap kite anyen rive ou.

8 The Lord will keep watch over your going out and your coming in, from this time and for ever.

L'ap pwoteje ou kit w'ap antre, kit w'ap soti, depi koulye a ak pou tout tan.