Psalms 121

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

Hodočasnička pjesma. K brdima oči svoje uzdižem: odakle će mi doći pomoć?

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

Pomoć je moja od Jahve koji stvori nebo i zemlju.

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

Tvojoj nozi on posrnuti ne da i neće zadrijemati on, čuvar tvoj.

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

Ne, ne drijema i ne spava on, čuvar Izraelov.

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

Jahve je čuvar tvoj, Jahve je zasjen tvoj s desne tvoje!

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

Neće ti sunce nauditi danju ni mjesec noću.

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

Čuvao te Jahve od zla svakoga, čuvao dušu tvoju!

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

Čuvao Jahve tvoj izlazak i povratak odsada dovijeka.