Psalms 121

1 A song of degrees. I will lift mine eyes vnto the mountaines, from whence mine helpe shall come.

Keima kadah'in thinglhanglam kavei, hichea kon a khu eipanpi hung hintem?

2 Mine helpe commeth from the Lord, which hath made the heauen and the earth.

Vanle lei sem pa Paka a kon a eipanpi hung ahi.

3 He wil not suffer thy foote to slippe: for he that keepeth thee, will not slumber.

Aman nangma nakipalsah louding; nachingpa chu ihmu louding ahi.

4 Beholde, he that keepeth Israel, wil neither slumber nor sleepe.

Tahbeh'in Israel chingpa chu itihchan hijongleh ihmu lhulou ding ahilouleh ihmu louding ahi.

5 The Lord is thy keeper: the Lord is thy shadow at thy right hand.

Yahweh Pakai amatah chu nachingpa ahi! Ama nakom a ading jingin nahoidohna lim in apang jinge.

6 The sunne shall not smite thee by day, nor the moone by night.

Sun leh nisan nasangpeh pontin, janleh lhavah injong nasubeipon te.

7 The Lord shall preserue thee from all euil: he shall keepe thy soule.

Yahweh Pakai in thilse jousea nahoidohsah in tin nahinkho chingjing nante.

8 The Lord shall preserue thy going out, and thy comming in from henceforth and for euer.

Yahweh Pakai in tuapat tonsot gei in navai kondoh leh nahung vailhun in nachingjing tahen.