< Psalms 128 >

1 “A song of the degrees.” Happy is every one that feareth the Lord, that walketh in his ways.
تَرْنِيمَةُ ٱلْمَصَاعِدِ طُوبَى لِكُلِّ مَنْ يَتَّقِي ٱلرَّبَّ، وَيَسْلُكُ فِي طُرُقِهِ.١
2 When thou eatest the labor of thy hands: [then] wilt thou be happy, and it shall be well with thee.
لِأَنَّكَ تَأْكُلُ تَعَبَ يَدَيْكَ، طُوبَاكَ وَخَيْرٌ لَكَ.٢
3 Thy wife is [then] as a fruitful vine in the recesses of thy house: thy children, like olive-plants round about thy table.
ٱمْرَأَتُكَ مِثْلُ كَرْمَةٍ مُثْمِرَةٍ فِي جَوَانِبِ بَيْتِكَ. بَنُوكَ مِثْلُ غُرُوسِ ٱلزَّيْتُونِ حَوْلَ مَائِدَتِكَ.٣
4 Behold, truly thus shall be blessed the man that feareth the Lord.
هَكَذَا يُبَارَكُ ٱلرَّجُلُ ٱلْمُتَّقِي ٱلرَّبَّ.٤
5 May the Lord bless thee out of Zion: and see thou the happiness of Jerusalem all the days of thy life.
يُبَارِكُكَ ٱلرَّبُّ مِنْ صِهْيَوْنَ، وَتُبْصِرُ خَيْرَ أُورُشَلِيمَ كُلَّ أَيَّامِ حَيَاتِكَ،٥
6 And see thou thy children's children: may there be peace upon Israel.
وَتَرَى بَنِي بَنِيكَ. سَلَامٌ عَلَى إِسْرَائِيلَ.٦

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