Psalms 128

1 A song for pilgrims going up to Jerusalem. Happy are all those who worship the Lord, everyone who follows his ways!

Nyimbo yoyimba pokwera ku Yerusalemu. Odala ndi onse amene amaopa Yehova, amene amayenda mʼnjira zake.

2 You will eat what your own hands have produced. You will be happy and do well.

Udzadya chipatso cha ntchito yako; madalitso ndi chuma zidzakhala zako.

3 Your wife will be like a fruitful vine growing in your home. Your children will be like the shoots of an olive tree around your table.

Mkazi wako adzakhala ngati mpesa wobereka mʼkati mwa nyumba yako; ana ako adzakhala ngati mphukira za mitengo ya olivi kuzungulira tebulo lako.

4 This will certainly be the Lord's blessing on those who worship him.

Ameneyu ndiye munthu wodalitsidwa amene amaopa Yehova.

5 May the Lord go on blessing you from Zion; may you see Jerusalem prosper all the days of your life.

Yehova akudalitse kuchokera mʼZiyoni masiku onse a moyo wako; uwone zokoma za Yerusalemu,

6 May you see your children's children. May Israel be at peace!

ndipo ukhale ndi moyo kuti udzaone zidzukulu zako. Mtendere ukhale ndi Israeli.