Psalms 121

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

Nyimbo yoyimba pokwera ku Yerusalemu. Ndikweza maso anga ku mapiri; kodi thandizo langa limachokera kuti?

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

Thandizo langa limachokera kwa Yehova, wolenga kumwamba ndi dziko lapansi.

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

Sadzalola kuti phazi lako literereke; Iye amene amakusunga sadzawodzera.

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

Taonani, Iye amene amasunga Israeli sadzawodzera kapena kugona.

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

Yehova ndiye amene amakusunga; Yehova ndiye mthunzi wako ku dzanja lako lamanja.

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

Dzuwa silidzakupweteka nthawi ya masana, kapena mwezi nthawi ya usiku.

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

Yehova adzakuteteza ku zoyipa zonse; adzasunga moyo wako.

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

Yehova adzayangʼanira kutuluka kwako ndi kulowa kwako; kuyambira tsopano mpaka muyaya.