Psalms 128

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

Blessed is every one that fears the LORD; that walks in his ways.

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

For you shall eat the labour of your hands: happy shall you be, and it shall be well with you.

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.

Your wife shall be as a fruitful vine by the sides of your house: your children like olive plants round about your table.

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

Behold, that thus shall the man be blessed that fears the LORD.

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

The LORD shall bless you out of Zion: and you shall see the good of Jerusalem all the days of your life.

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

Yea, you shall see your children's children, and peace upon Israel.