Salme 128

1 Sang til Festrejserne. Salig enhver, som frygter HERREN og gaar paa hans Veje!

“A song of the degrees.” Happy is every one that feareth the Lord, that walketh in his ways.

2 Dit Arbejdes Frugt skal du nyde, salig er du, det gaar dig vel!

When thou eatest the labor of thy hands: [then] wilt thou be happy, and it shall be well with thee.

3 Som en frugtbar Vinranke er din Hustru inde i dit Hus, som Oliekviste er dine Sønner rundt om dit Bord.

Thy wife is [then] as a fruitful vine in the recesses of thy house: thy children, like olive-plants round about thy table.

4 Se, saa velsignes den Mand, der frygter HERREN.

Behold, truly thus shall be blessed the man that feareth the Lord.

5 HERREN velsigne dig fra Zion, at du maa se Jerusalems Lykke alle dit Livs Dage

May the Lord bless thee out of Zion: and see thou the happiness of Jerusalem all the days of thy life.

6 og se dine Sønners Sønner! Fred over Israel!

And see thou thy children's children: may there be peace upon Israel.