Psalms 128

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

שִׁיר הַֽמַּעֲלוֹת אַשְׁרֵי כָּל־יְרֵא יְהוָה הַהֹלֵךְ בִּדְרָכָֽיו׃

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

יְגִיעַ כַּפֶּיךָ כִּי תֹאכֵל אַשְׁרֶיךָ וְטוֹב לָֽךְ׃

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.

אֶשְׁתְּךָ ׀ כְּגֶפֶן פֹּרִיָּה בְּיַרְכְּתֵי בֵיתֶךָ בָּנֶיךָ כִּשְׁתִלֵי זֵיתִים סָבִיב לְשֻׁלְחָנֶֽךָ׃

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

הִנֵּה כִי־כֵן יְבֹרַךְ גָּבֶר יְרֵא יְהוָֽה׃

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

יְבָרֶכְךָ יְהוָה מִצִיּוֹן וּרְאֵה בְּטוּב יְרוּשָׁלָ͏ִם כֹּל יְמֵי חַיֶּֽיךָ׃

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

וּרְאֵֽה־בָנִים לְבָנֶיךָ שָׁלוֹם עַל־יִשְׂרָאֵֽל׃