Psalms 133

1 A song of degrees or Psalme of David. Behold, howe good and howe comely a thing it is, brethren to dwell euen together.

Sabo-Pionjonañe, a i Davide Akore ty hasoa naho ty hafanjàka’ ty fitraofañ’ ìna’ o mpirahalahio!

2 It is like to the precious oyntment vpon the head, that runneth downe vpon the beard, euen vnto Aarons beard, which went downe on the border of his garments:

Manahake ty solike sarotse añambone’e eo, miroroñe an-tsomotse, an-tanteahe’ i Aharone mb’eo, mitsiritsiok’ añ’ olon-tsaro’e mireparepay.

3 And as the dew of Hermon, which falleth vpon the mountaines of Zion: for there the Lord appointed the blessing and life for euer.

Hambañe ami’ty mika’ i Kermone mivotrak’ amo vohi’ i Tsiôneo; amy nañoriza’ Iehovà fitahiañey, eka! haveloñe nainai’e.