Psalms 133

1 A song for pilgrims going up to Jerusalem. A psalm of David. How good, how delightful it is when people live together lin harmony!

Rwiyo rworwendo rwaDhavhidhi. Zvakanaka uye zvinofadza sei kana hama dzichigara pamwe chete mukubatana!

2 This is as precious as the oil used to anoint Aaron, running down from his head onto his beard, onto the collar of his clothes.

Zvakafanana namafuta anokosha adururirwa pamusoro, anoerera kundebvu, anoerera kundebvu dzaAroni, anoburukira kusvikira pamipendero yenguo dzake.

3 It's like the dew of Mount Hermon that falls on Zion's mountains. That is where the Lord gave his blessing of life that lasts forever.

Zvinoita sokuti dova reHerimoni riri kuwira pamusoro peGomo reZioni. Nokuti ndipo pakaiswa kuropafadza kwaJehovha, ihwo upenyu husingaperi-peri.