Psalms 121

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

Canticum graduum. [Levavi oculos meos in montes, unde veniet auxilium mihi.

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

Auxilium meum a Domino, qui fecit cælum et terram.

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

Non det in commotionem pedem tuum, neque dormitet qui custodit te.

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

Ecce non dormitabit neque dormiet qui custodit Israël.

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

Dominus custodit te; Dominus protectio tua super manum dexteram tuam.

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

Per diem sol non uret te, neque luna per noctem.

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

Dominus custodit te ab omni malo; custodiat animam tuam Dominus.

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

Dominus custodiat introitum tuum et exitum tuum, ex hoc nunc et usque in sæculum.]