Psalms 121

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

A Canticle in steps. I have lifted up my eyes to the mountains; from thence help will come to me.

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

My help is from the Lord, who made heaven and earth.

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

May he not allow your foot to be moved, and may he not slumber, who guards you.

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

Behold, he who guards Israel will neither sleep, nor slumber.

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

The Lord is your keeper, the Lord is your protection, above your right hand.

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

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

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

The Lord guards you from all evil. May the Lord guard your soul.

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

May the Lord guard your entrance and your exit, from this time forward and even forever.