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!

Ko e Hiva ʻa Tevita maʻae ʻalu hake. Vakai ki hono lelei pea mo hono fakafiemālie, ʻoe nofo fakataha ʻae kāinga ʻi he feʻofoʻofani!

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.

‌ʻOku tatau ia mo e lolo mahuʻinga ki he ʻulu, ʻaia naʻe tafe hifo ki he halakava, ʻio, ko e halakava ʻo ʻElone: pea ʻalu hifo ki he kapa ʻo hono ngaahi kofu;

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.

‌ʻOku hangē ko e hahau ʻo Heamoni, pea hangē ko e hahau naʻe tō ki he ngaahi moʻunga ʻo Saione, he naʻe fekau ʻi ai ʻe Sihova ʻae monūʻia, ʻio, ko e moʻui taʻengata.