Psalms 121

1 A Song of degrees. I lift up mine eyes unto the mountains: whence shall my help come?

Ɔsoroforɔ dwom. Mema mʼani so kyerɛ mmepɔ no, ɛhe na me mmoa firi bɛba?

2 My help [cometh] from Jehovah, who made the heavens and the earth.

Me mmoa firi Awurade, ɔsoro ne asase yɛfoɔ no.

3 He will not suffer thy foot to be moved; he that keepeth thee will not slumber.

Ɔremma wo nan nwatiri, deɛ ɔhwɛ wo no, ɔrentɔ nko.

4 Behold, he that keepeth Israel will neither slumber nor sleep.

Ampa ara deɛ ɔhwɛ Israel no rentɔ nko na ɔrenna.

5 Jehovah is thy keeper, Jehovah is thy shade upon thy right hand;

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

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

Owia renhye wo wɔ awiaberɛ mu, na ɔsrane nso renha wo anadwo.

7 Jehovah will keep thee from all evil; he will keep thy soul.

Awurade bɛbɔ wo ho ban afiri ɔhaw nyinaa ho, ɔbɛhwɛ wo nkwa so;

8 Jehovah will keep thy going out and thy coming in, from henceforth and for evermore.

Awurade bɛhwɛ wʼadifire ne wo efieba so, seesei ne daa.