Psalms 121

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

Ɔsoroforɔ dwom. Mema mʼani so kyerɛ mmepɔ no, ɛhe na me mmoa firi bɛba?

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

Me mmoa firi Awurade, ɔsoro ne asase yɛfoɔ no.

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

Ɔremma wo nan nwatiri, deɛ ɔhwɛ wo no, ɔrentɔ nko.

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

Ampa ara deɛ ɔhwɛ Israel no rentɔ nko na ɔrenna.

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

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

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

Owia renhye wo wɔ awiaberɛ mu, na ɔsrane nso renha wo anadwo.

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

Awurade bɛbɔ wo ho ban afiri ɔhaw nyinaa ho, ɔbɛhwɛ wo nkwa so;

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

Awurade bɛhwɛ wʼadifire ne wo efieba so, seesei ne daa.