Psalms 121

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

I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence comes my help.

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

My help comes from the LORD, which made heaven and earth.

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

He will not suffer your foot to be moved: he that keeps you will not slumber.

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

Behold, he that keeps Israel shall neither slumber nor sleep.

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

The LORD is your keeper: the LORD is your shade upon your right hand.

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

The sun shall not strike you by day, nor the moon by night.

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

The LORD shall preserve you from all evil: he shall preserve 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 preserve your going out and your coming in from this time forth, and even for evermore.