Psalms 121

1 A SONG OF THE ASCENTS. I lift up my eyes to the hills, From where does my help come?

Na da goumiga ba: le gadosa. Na fidisu da habodili misa: bela: ?

2 My help [is] from YHWH, Maker of the heavens and earth,

Nama fidisu da Hina Gode, mu amola osobo bagade hahamosu, Emadi maha.

3 He does not permit your foot to be moved, He who is preserving you does not slumber.

E da di dafama: ne logo hame doasimu. Di Gaga: su dunu da mae golale esala.

4 Behold, He does not slumber, nor sleep, He who is preserving Israel.

Isala: ili fi dunu ilia Gaga: su Dunu da golamu hamedafa dawa:

5 YHWH [is] He who is preserving you, YHWH [is] your shade on your right hand,

Hina Gode da di sosodo aligimu. E da dia afoguga aligili, di gaga: sa.

6 By day the sun does not strike you, Nor the moon by night.

Eso yoga, di da esoga hame gia: mu. Gasia, di da oubi yoga se hame nabimu.

7 YHWH preserves you from all evil, He preserves your soul.

Hina Gode da di se mae nabima: ne, di ouligimu. E da di gaga: mu.

8 YHWH preserves your going out and your coming in, From now on—even for all time!

Di da misini bu ahoasea, E da eso huluane mae fisili di gaga: lalumu.