Psalms 121

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

Faarfannaa Ol baʼuu. Ani ija koo gara tulluuwwaniitti ol nan qabadha; gargaarsi koo eessaa dhufa?

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

Gargaarsi koo Waaqayyo samii fi lafa uume biraa dhufa.

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

Inni akka miilli kee mucucaatu hin godhu; kan si eegu hin mugu;

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

dhugumaan inni Israaʼelin eegu hin mugu; hin rafus.

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

Waaqayyo si eega; Waaqayyo karaa mirga keetiitiin gaaddisa siif taʼa;

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

guyyaa aduun si hin gubu; halkanis jiʼi si hin miidhu.

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

Waaqayyo miidhaa hunda irraa si eega; inni lubbuu kee ni eega;

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

Waaqayyo ammaa jalqabee hamma bara baraatti, baʼuu fi galuu kee ni eega.