Psalms 121

1 A Song of Ascents. I will lift up mine eyes, unto the mountains, From whence cometh my help!

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

2 My help, is from Yahweh, who made heavens and earth.

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

3 May he not suffer thy foot, to slip, May thy keeper, not slumber!

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

4 Lo! neither will slumber nor sleep, The keeper of Israel.

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

5 Yahweh, is thy keeper, Yahweh, is thy shade, on thy right hand:

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

6 By day, the sun, shall not smite, nor, the moon, by night.

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

7 Yahweh, will keep thee from all harm, He will keep thy life.

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

8 Yahweh, will keep thy going out and thy coming in, from henceforth, even unto times age-abiding.

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