Psalms 121

1 A Song of the Ascents. I lift up mine eyes unto the hills, Whence doth my help come?

Keima kadah'in thinglhanglam kavei, hichea kon a khu eipanpi hung hintem?

2 My help [is] from Jehovah, maker of heaven and earth,

Vanle lei sem pa Paka a kon a eipanpi hung ahi.

3 He suffereth not thy foot to be moved, Thy preserver slumbereth not.

Aman nangma nakipalsah louding; nachingpa chu ihmu louding ahi.

4 Lo, He slumbereth not, nor sleepeth, He who is preserving Israel.

Tahbeh'in Israel chingpa chu itihchan hijongleh ihmu lhulou ding ahilouleh ihmu louding ahi.

5 Jehovah [is] thy preserver, Jehovah [is] thy shade on thy right hand,

Yahweh Pakai amatah chu nachingpa ahi! Ama nakom a ading jingin nahoidohna lim in apang jinge.

6 By day the sun doth not smite thee, Nor the moon by night.

Sun leh nisan nasangpeh pontin, janleh lhavah injong nasubeipon te.

7 Jehovah preserveth thee from all evil, He doth preserve thy soul.

Yahweh Pakai in thilse jousea nahoidohsah in tin nahinkho chingjing nante.

8 Jehovah preserveth thy going out and thy coming in, From henceforth even unto the age!

Yahweh Pakai in tuapat tonsot gei in navai kondoh leh nahung vailhun in nachingjing tahen.