Psalms 128

1 A SONG OF THE ASCENTS. O the blessedness of everyone fearing YHWH, Who is walking in His ways.

ᾠδὴ τῶν ἀναβαθμῶν μακάριοι πάντες οἱ φοβούμενοι τὸν κύριον οἱ πορευόμενοι ἐν ταῖς ὁδοῖς αὐτοῦ

2 You surely eat the labor of your hands, You [are] blessed, and good [is] to you.

τοὺς πόνους τῶν καρπῶν σου φάγεσαι μακάριος εἶ καὶ καλῶς σοι ἔσται

3 Your wife [is] as a fruitful vine in the sides of your house, Your sons as olive plants around your table.

ἡ γυνή σου ὡς ἄμπελος εὐθηνοῦσα ἐν τοῖς κλίτεσι τῆς οἰκίας σου οἱ υἱοί σου ὡς νεόφυτα ἐλαιῶν κύκλῳ τῆς τραπέζης σου

4 Behold, surely thus is the man blessed who is fearing YHWH.

ἰδοὺ οὕτως εὐλογηθήσεται ἄνθρωπος ὁ φοβούμενος τὸν κύριον

5 YHWH blesses you out of Zion, Look, then, on the good of Jerusalem, All the days of your life,

εὐλογήσαι σε κύριος ἐκ Σιων καὶ ἴδοις τὰ ἀγαθὰ Ιερουσαλημ πάσας τὰς ἡμέρας τῆς ζωῆς σου

6 And see the sons of your sons! Peace on Israel!

καὶ ἴδοις υἱοὺς τῶν υἱῶν σου εἰρήνη ἐπὶ τὸν Ισραηλ