Psalms 121

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

A song of ascents. I will lift up my eyes to the mountains. From where will my help come?

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

My help comes from Yahweh, who made heaven and earth.

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

He will not allow your foot to slip; he who protects you will not slumber.

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

See, the guardian of Israel never slumbers or sleeps.

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

Yahweh is your guardian; Yahweh is the shade at your right hand.

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

The sun will not harm you by day, nor the moon by night.

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

Yahweh will protect you from all harm, and he will protect your life.

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

Yahweh will protect you in all you do now and forevermore.