Psalms 121

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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