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]!

Orin fún ìgòkè. Ti Dafidi. Kíyèsi, ó ti dára ó sì ti dùn tó fún àwọn ará láti máa jùmọ̀ gbé ní ìrẹ́pọ̀.

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;

Ó dàbí òróró ìkunra iyebíye ní orí, tí ó sàn dé irùngbọ̀n, àní irùngbọ̀n Aaroni: tí ó sì sàn sí etí aṣọ sórí rẹ̀.

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.

Bí ìrì Hermoni tí o sàn sórí òkè Sioni. Nítorí níbẹ̀ ní Olúwa gbé pàṣẹ ìbùkún, àní ìyè láéláé.