Psalms 121

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

Ɔsoroforo dwom. Mema mʼani so kyerɛ mmepɔw no, ɛhe na me mmoa fi bɛba?

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

Me mmoa fi Awurade, ɔsoro ne asase yɛfo no.

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

Ɔremma wo nan nwatiri, nea ɔhwɛ wo no rentɔ nko.

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

Ampa ara, nea ɔhwɛ Israel no rentɔ nko na ɔrenna.

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

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

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

Owia rensɛe wo wɔ adekyee mu, na ɔsram nso rensɛe wo anadwo.

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

Awurade bɛbɔ wo ho ban afi ɔsɛe nyinaa ho, ɔbɛhwɛ wo nkwa so;

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

Awurade bɛhwɛ wʼadifi ne wo fieba so mprempren ne daa.