Psalms 121

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

I SARADANG nana kan, wasa sauas pa i pan pwarado sang ia.

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

Sauas pa i pan pwarado sang ren Ieowa, me kotin kapikadar lang o sappa.

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

A sota pan kotin mueid ong nä om, en krisedi; o me kin sinsila uk, sota kin saimokala.

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

Kilang, sile pan Israel sota kin saimok de saimok kalik.

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

Ieowa iei sile pa om, Ieowa iei motan pa om pali maun.

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

Katipin sota pan dakar uk nin ran de maram ni pong.

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

Ieowa pan kotin pera wei sang uk song en sued karos, a pan kotin sinsila ngen om.

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

Ieowa pan kotin sinsila uk ni om pedoi o pedelong, sang met o kokolata.