Psalms 121

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

Ɔsoroforo dwom. Mema mʼani so kyerɛ mmepɔw no, ɛhe na me mmoa fi bɛba?

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

Me mmoa fi Awurade, ɔsoro ne asase yɛfo no.

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

Ɔremma wo nan nwatiri, nea ɔhwɛ wo no rentɔ nko.

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

Ampa ara, nea ɔhwɛ Israel no rentɔ nko na ɔrenna.

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

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

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

Owia rensɛe wo wɔ adekyee mu, na ɔsram nso rensɛe wo anadwo.

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

Awurade bɛbɔ wo ho ban afi ɔsɛe nyinaa ho, ɔbɛhwɛ wo nkwa so;

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

Awurade bɛhwɛ wʼadifi ne wo fieba so mprempren ne daa.