Psalms 121

1 A song of ascents. I will lift up my eyes to the mountains. From where will my help come?

Ɔsoroforɔ dwom. Mema mʼani so kyerɛ mmepɔ no, ɛhe na me mmoa firi bɛba?

2 My help comes from Yahweh, who made heaven and earth.

Me mmoa firi Awurade, ɔsoro ne asase yɛfoɔ no.

3 He will not allow your foot to slip; he who protects you will not slumber.

Ɔremma wo nan nwatiri, deɛ ɔhwɛ wo no, ɔrentɔ nko.

4 See, the guardian of Israel never slumbers or sleeps.

Ampa ara deɛ ɔhwɛ Israel no rentɔ nko na ɔrenna.

5 Yahweh is your guardian; Yahweh is the shade at your right hand.

Awurade hwɛ wo so; Awurade ne wo nwunu wɔ wo nsa nifa so;

6 The sun will not harm you by day, nor the moon by night.

Owia renhye wo wɔ awiaberɛ mu, na ɔsrane nso renha wo anadwo.

7 Yahweh will protect you from all harm, and he will protect your life.

Awurade bɛbɔ wo ho ban afiri ɔhaw nyinaa ho, ɔbɛhwɛ wo nkwa so;

8 Yahweh will protect you in all you do now and forevermore.

Awurade bɛhwɛ wʼadifire ne wo efieba so, seesei ne daa.