Psalms 128

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

Sabo-Pionjonañe Hene haha ondaty mañeveñe am’ Iehovà, ie mañavelo amo lala’eoo.

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

Ho kamae’o ty fitoloñam-pità’o, le ho ehake vaho hierañerañe.

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

Hanahake ty vahe mirotrarotra ty tañ’anjomba’o añ’akiba’o ao, hoe zeite tora’e miariseho ty fandambaña’o o ana’oo.

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

Eka, izay ty fitahiañe ondaty mañeveñe am’ Iehovào.

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

Hañasoa azo boake Tsiône ao t’Iehovà le ho oni’o ty hasoa’ Ierosalaime amy ze hene andro hiveloma’o;

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

Eka, ho isa’o o anan’ ana’oo. Fañanintsiñe am’ Israele.