Psalms 121

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

Ɔsoroforɔ dwom. Mema mʼani so kyerɛ mmepɔ no, ɛhe na me mmoa firi bɛba?

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

Me mmoa firi Awurade, ɔsoro ne asase yɛfoɔ no.

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

Ɔremma wo nan nwatiri, deɛ ɔhwɛ wo no, ɔrentɔ nko.

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

Ampa ara deɛ ɔhwɛ Israel no rentɔ nko na ɔrenna.

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

Awurade hwɛ wo so; Awurade ne wo nwunu wɔ wo nsa nifa so;

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

Owia renhye wo wɔ awiaberɛ mu, na ɔsrane nso renha wo anadwo.

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

Awurade bɛbɔ wo ho ban afiri ɔhaw nyinaa ho, ɔbɛhwɛ wo nkwa so;

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

Awurade bɛhwɛ wʼadifire ne wo efieba so, seesei ne daa.