Psalms 121

1 A Song of degrees. I lift up mine eyes unto the mountains: whence shall my help come?

Yon Sòm pou monte vè tanp lan Mwen leve zye m vè mòn yo. Se kibò sekou mwen va sòti?

2 My help [cometh] from Jehovah, who made the heavens and the earth.

Sekou m sòti nan SENYÈ a, ki te fè syèl la ak tè a.

3 He will not suffer thy foot to be moved; he that keepeth thee will not slumber.

Li p ap kite pye ou chape. (Sila) ki kenbe ou a p ap kabicha, ni dòmi.

4 Behold, he that keepeth Israel will neither slumber nor sleep.

Gade byen, (Sila) ki kenbe Israël p ap kabicha, ni Li p ap dòmi.

5 Jehovah is thy keeper, Jehovah is thy shade upon thy right hand;

SENYÈ a se gadyen ou. SENYÈ a se lonbraj a men dwat ou.

6 The sun shall not smite thee by day, nor the moon by night.

Solèy p ap frape ou lajounen, ni lalin pandan lannwit.

7 Jehovah will keep thee from all evil; he will keep thy soul.

SENYÈ a va pwoteje ou de tout mal. Li va kenbe nanm ou.

8 Jehovah will keep thy going out and thy coming in, from henceforth and for evermore.

Li va pwoteje ou lè ou sòti ak lè ou antre, depi nan moman sa a e jis rive pou tout tan.