Psalms 121

1 A song for pilgrims going up to Jerusalem. I look to the hills—but is that where my help comes from?

The song of greces. I reiside myn iyen to the hillis; fro whannus help schal come to me.

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

Myn help is of the Lord; that made heuene and erthe.

3 He will not let you fall; he who watches over you won't fall asleep.

The Lord yyue not thi foot in to mouyng; nether he nappe, that kepith thee.

4 In fact he who watches over you doesn't take naps or fall asleep.

Lo! he schal not nappe, nether slepe; that kepith Israel.

5 The Lord keeps watch over you; the Lord protects you; he stands right beside you.

The Lord kepith thee; the Lord is thi proteccioun aboue thi riythond.

6 The sun won't hurt you during the day, nor the moon at night.

The sunne schal not brenne thee bi dai; nether the moone bi nyyt.

7 The Lord will protect you from all kinds of evil; he will keep you safe and sound.

The Lord kepe thee fro al yuel; the Lord kepe thi soule.

8 The Lord will look after you when you leave, and when you return, now and forever.

The Lord kepe thi goyng in and thi goyng out; fro this tyme now and in to the world.