Psalms 121

1 The song of greces. I reiside myn iyen to the hillis; fro whannus help schal come to me.

A Song of Degrees. I lifted up mine eyes to the mountains, whence my help shall come.

2 Myn help is of the Lord; that made heuene and erthe.

My help [shall come] from the Lord, who made the heaven and the earth.

3 The Lord yyue not thi foot in to mouyng; nether he nappe, that kepith thee.

Let not your foot be moved; and let not your keeper slumber.

4 Lo! he schal not nappe, nether slepe; that kepith Israel.

Behold, he that keeps Israel shall not slumber nor sleep.

5 The Lord kepith thee; the Lord is thi proteccioun aboue thi riythond.

The Lord shall keep you: the Lord is your shelter upon your right hand.

6 The sunne schal not brenne thee bi dai; nether the moone bi nyyt.

The sun shall not burn you by day, neither the moon by night.

7 The Lord kepe thee fro al yuel; the Lord kepe thi soule.

May the Lord preserve you from all evil: the Lord shall keep your soul.

8 The Lord kepe thi goyng in and thi goyng out; fro this tyme now and in to the world.

The Lord shall keep your coming in, and your going out, from henceforth and even for ever.