Psalms 121

1 A song of degrees. I will lift mine eyes vnto the mountaines, from whence mine helpe shall come.

Kasang laa. Naa bang hoiah maw kai bomkung angzo tih? tiah poek hoiah mae bangah ka dan tahang.

2 Mine helpe commeth from the Lord, which hath made the heauen and the earth.

Kai bomkung loe long hoi van sahkung, Angraeng khae hoiah ni ang zoh.

3 He wil not suffer thy foote to slippe: for he that keepeth thee, will not slumber.

Anih mah loe na khok to amthaeksak mak ai, nang toepkung loe iih angam mak ai.

4 Beholde, he that keepeth Israel, wil neither slumber nor sleepe.

Khenah, Israel toepkung loe iih angam mak ai, iip doeh iip mak ai.

5 The Lord is thy keeper: the Lord is thy shadow at thy right hand.

Angraeng loe nang toepkung ah oh; Angraeng loe na bantang bangah nang han tahlip paekkung ah oh.

6 The sunne shall not smite thee by day, nor the moone by night.

Athun ah ni mah na kangh mak ai, aqum ah doeh khrah mah raihaih na paek mak ai.

7 The Lord shall preserue thee from all euil: he shall keepe thy soule.

Angraeng mah kahoih ai hmuen congca thung hoiah na pakaa ueloe, na hinghaih to toep tih.

8 The Lord shall preserue thy going out, and thy comming in from henceforth and for euer.

Angraeng mah na caehhaih hoi nang zohhaih to vaihi hoi dungzan khoek to toep tih.