Psalms 128

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

Yon chan pou monte vè tanp lan. A la beni se tout (sila) ki gen lakrent SENYÈ yo, ki mache nan chemen Li yo.

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

Lè ou manje nan fwi a men ou yo, ou va kontan e sa va ale byen pou ou.

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

Madanm ou ap tankou yon chan rezen ki bay anpil rezen lakay ou. Pitit ou yo va tankou plan bwa doliv ki antoure tab ou.

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

Gade byen, paske se konsa nonm ki krent SENYÈ a va beni.

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

Ke SENYÈ a beni ou depi nan Sion; ke ou wè pwosperite Jérusalem nan pandan tout jou lavi ou yo!

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

Wi, pou ou ka wè pitit a pitit ou yo! Ke lapè rete sou Israël!