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!

Ɔsoroforɔ dwom. Dawid deɛ. Hwɛ ɛyɛ a ɛyɛ ne fɛ a ɛyɛ fɛ sɛ anuanom bom tena faako!

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.

Ɛte sɛ ngo a ɛsom bo a wɔahwie agu apampam, na ɛsiane kɔgu bɔgyesɛ mu, ɛsiane kɔgu Aaron bɔgyesɛ mu, ma ebi kɔgu nʼatadeɛ abakɔn so.

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.

Ɛte sɛ Hermon bosuo a ɛtɔ gu Bepɔ Sion so. Ɛhɔ na Awurade ahyɛ ne nhyira, nkwa a ɛtoɔ ntwa da no.