Psalms 121

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

Orin fún ìgòkè. Èmi yóò gbé ojú mi sórí òkè wọ̀n-ọn-nì— níbo ni ìrànlọ́wọ́ mi yóò ti wá?

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

Ìrànlọ́wọ́ mi tí ọwọ́ Olúwa wá, ẹni tí ó dá ọ̀run òun ayé.

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

Òun kì yóò jẹ́ kí ẹsẹ̀ rẹ kí ó yẹ̀; ẹni tí ó pa ọ́ mọ́ kì í tòògbé.

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

Kíyèsi, ẹni tí ń pa Israẹli mọ́, kì í tòògbé bẹ́ẹ̀ ni kì í sùn.

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

Olúwa ni olùpamọ́ rẹ; Olúwa ní òjìji rẹ ní ọwọ́ ọ̀tún rẹ.

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

Oòrùn kì yóò pa ọ́ ní ìgbà ọ̀sán tàbí òṣùpá ní ìgbà òru.

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

Olúwa yóò pa ọ́ mọ́ kúrò nínú ibi gbogbo yóò pa ọkàn rẹ mọ́

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

Olúwa yóò pa àlọ àti ààbọ̀ rẹ mọ́ láti ìgbà yìí lọ àti títí láéláé.