Psalms 121

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

Thaburi ya Agendi Nĩngũtiira maitho makwa ndore irĩma-inĩ: ũteithio wakwa ũngiuma na kũ?

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

Ũteithio wakwa uumaga kũrĩ Jehova, o we Mũũmbi wa igũrũ na thĩ.

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

We ndangĩreka kũgũrũ gwaku gũtirũke: ũcio mũmenyereri waku ndarĩ hĩndĩ angĩcũnga;

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

ti-itherũ, ũcio mũmenyereri wa Isiraeli ndarĩ hĩndĩ angĩcũnga, kana ahĩtwo nĩ toro.

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

Jehova nĩwe ũkũmenyagĩrĩra: Jehova nĩwe kĩĩruru gĩaku guoko-inĩ gwaku kwa ũrĩo;

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

mũthenya wee ndũngĩringĩka nĩ riũa, kana ũringĩke nĩ mweri ũtukũ.

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

Jehova nĩarĩkũgitagĩra kuuma ũũru-inĩ wothe: nĩarĩĩmenyagĩrĩra muoyo waku;

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

Jehova nĩarĩkũmenyagĩrĩra ũkiumagara na ũgĩcooka, kuuma rĩu nginya tene na tene.