Salamo 121

1 Fihirana fiakarana.

A SONG OF THE ASCENTS. I lift up my eyes to the hills, From where does my help come?

2 Ny famonjena ahy dia avy amin’ i Jehovah, Mpanao ny lanitra sy ny tany.

My help [is] from YHWH, Maker of the heavens and earth,

3 Tsy mba havelany hangozohozo anie ny tongotrao; Tsy ho rendrehana anie ny Mpiaro anao.

He does not permit your foot to be moved, He who is preserving you does not slumber.

4 Indro, tsy matory na rendrehana Ny Mpiaro ny Isiraely.

Behold, He does not slumber, nor sleep, He who is preserving Israel.

5 Jehovah no Mpiaro anao; Jehovah no fialofanao eo amin’ ny an-kavananao.

YHWH [is] He who is preserving you, YHWH [is] your shade on your right hand,

6 Ny masoandro tsy mba hamely anao nony andro, Na ny volana nony alina.

By day the sun does not strike you, Nor the moon by night.

7 Jehovah hiaro anao amin’ ny ratsy rehetra; Eny, hiaro ny fanahinao Izy.

YHWH preserves you from all evil, He preserves your soul.

8 Jehovah hiaro anao, na mivoaka na miditra, Hatramin’ izao ka ho mandrakizay.

YHWH preserves your going out and your coming in, From now on—even for all time!