Psalms 128

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

A Song of the Ascents. O the happiness of every one fearing Jehovah, Who is walking in His ways.

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

The labour of thy hands thou surely eatest, Happy [art] thou, and good [is] to thee.

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.

Thy wife [is] as a fruitful vine in the sides of thy house, Thy sons as olive plants around thy table.

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

Lo, surely thus is the man blessed who is fearing Jehovah.

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

Jehovah doth bless thee out of Zion, Look, then, on the good of Jerusalem, All the days of thy life,

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

And see the sons of thy sons! Peace on Israel!