Psalms 121

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

Y Cantan Quinajulo. JUJATSA julo y atadogco gui sabana: guinin mamano mague y umayuyudayo?

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

Y umayuyudayo guinin as Jeova, ni y fumatinas y langet yan y tano.

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

Ti upolo y adengmo na umanacalamten: ayo y umadadajejao ti umatujog.

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

Estagüe, y umadadaje Israel ti umatujog ni ti umaego.

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

Si Jeova y umadadajejao: si Jeova nujongmo gui agapa na canaemo.

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

Y atdao ti unninasague gui jaane, ni y pilan gui puenge.

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

Si Jeova uninadaje gui todo tinaelaye: güiya uadaje y antimo.

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

Si Jeova uninadaje yan jumujuyongjao yan jumajalomjao, desde pago na tiempo yan para taejinecog.