Psalms 128

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

Cántico gradual. Dichoso tú que temes a Yahvé, que andas en sus caminos.

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

Pues comerás del trabajo de tus manos; serás bendito, te irá bien:

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.

tu esposa, parra fecunda en el interior de tu casa; tus hijos, retoños de olivo alrededor de tu mesa.

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

Así será bendecido el hombre que teme a Yahvé.

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

Te bendiga Yahvé desde Sión, para que veas la prosperidad de Jerusalén todos los días de tu vida;

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

para que veas a los hijos de tus hijos. ¡Paz sobre Israel!