Psalms 121

1 A Song of degrees. I will lift up my eyes to the hills, from which cometh my help.

Yon Sòm pou monte vè tanp lan Mwen leve zye m vè mòn yo. Se kibò sekou mwen va sòti?

2 My help cometh from the LORD, who made heaven and earth.

Sekou m sòti nan SENYÈ a, ki te fè syèl la ak tè a.

3 He will not allow thy foot to be moved: he that keepeth thee will not slumber.

Li p ap kite pye ou chape. (Sila) ki kenbe ou a p ap kabicha, ni dòmi.

4 Behold, he that keepeth Israel shall neither slumber nor sleep.

Gade byen, (Sila) ki kenbe Israël p ap kabicha, ni Li p ap dòmi.

5 The LORD is thy keeper: the LORD is thy shade upon thy right hand.

SENYÈ a se gadyen ou. SENYÈ a se lonbraj a men dwat ou.

6 The sun shall not smite thee by day, nor the moon by night.

Solèy p ap frape ou lajounen, ni lalin pandan lannwit.

7 The LORD shall preserve thee from all evil: he shall preserve thy soul.

SENYÈ a va pwoteje ou de tout mal. Li va kenbe nanm ou.

8 The LORD shall preserve thy going out and thy coming in from this time forth, and even for evermore.

Li va pwoteje ou lè ou sòti ak lè ou antre, depi nan moman sa a e jis rive pou tout tan.