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

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

My help [cometh] 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 thy foot to be moved: he that keepeth thee will not slumber.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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