< Psalms 128 >

1 A song for pilgrims going up to Jerusalem. Happy are all those who worship the Lord, everyone who follows his ways!
Kathutkung: Panuekhoeh, tami tangawn ni Hezekiah a ti awh BAWIPA ka taket niteh, a lamthung ka dawn e tami pueng teh, tami yawkahawi e doeh.
2 You will eat what your own hands have produced. You will be happy and do well.
Hottelah na sak pawiteh, nang teh na kut hoi na tawk e hah atangcalah na ca han. Yawhawi awm vaiteh, lunghawinae na coe han.
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.
Na yu teh na im thung kaawm niteh, a paw moi kapaw e misurkung hoi a kâvan. Na canu capanaw teh, na caboi petkâkalup lah, ung e olivekungnaw patetlah ao awh han.
4 This will certainly be the Lord's blessing on those who worship him.
Khenhaw! Bawipa ka taket e teh, hot patet e yawhawinae a coe han.
5 May the Lord go on blessing you from Zion; may you see Jerusalem prosper all the days of your life.
BAWIPA ni Zion hoi yawhawi na poe seh. Na hringyung thung Jerusalem e hawinae na hmawt naseh.
6 May you see your children's children. May Israel be at peace!
Na canaw ni a khe e canaw hai na hmawt naseh. Isarelnaw koe roumnae awm seh.

< Psalms 128 >