Psalms 133

1 “A song of the degrees by David.” Behold, how good and how pleasant it is! when brethren dwell closely together [in union]!

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

2 [It is] like the precious oil upon the head, running down upon the beard, yea, Aaron's beard, which runneth down upon the upper border of his garments;

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 Like the dew of Chermon, running down upon the mountains of Zion; for there hath the Lord commanded the blessing, even life for evermore.

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