Psalms 121

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

Mɔzɔha. Mewu mo dzi ɖe togbɛawo ŋu, afi ka nye xɔname atso ava?

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

Nye xɔname atso Yehowa, ame si wɔ dziƒo kple anyigba la gbɔ.

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

Mana wò afɔ naɖiɖi o, eya ame si dzɔa ŋuwò la madɔ akɔlɔ̃e o.

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

Vavã, eya ame si dzɔa Israel ŋu la, madɔ akɔlɔ̃e loo, alo adɔ alɔ̃ o.

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

Yehowae nye tawòkpɔla, Yehowae nye wò vɔvɔli le wò nuɖusime

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

eya ta ɣe maɖu wò le ŋkeke me loo, alo ɣleti le zã me o.

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

Yehowa aɖe wò le vɔ̃wo katã me, eye wòakpɔ wò agbe ta.

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

Yehowa adzɔ wò vava kple wò dzodzo ŋuti, fifia yi ɖase mavɔmavɔ me.