Psalms 128

1 A Song of Ascents. How happy is every one that revereth Yahweh, who walketh in his ways!

Koi hileh Pakai ginggeh’a uma Ama lunglhaina lampia kalsongho chu anunnom ahiuve.

2 The labour of thine own hands, surely thou shalt eat. How happy thou, and well for thine!

Nangin nakhutsoh natohga naneh ding ahin, iti nakipading hitam na hinkho kiledoh ding ahitai.

3 Thy wife, like a fruitful vine, within the recesses of thy house, —Thy children, like plantings of olive-trees, round about thy table.

Nainsunga najinu jong lengpigui ga phatah banga phatthei punna hiding, ankong phunga an naneh khompi nachate melhoitah tah Olive thingbah lhoutah bangdiu ahi.

4 Lo! thus, shall be blessed the man who revereth Yahweh.

Veuvin, Pakai gingte phatthei achandingu chu hitobang hi hiding ahi.

5 Yahweh will bless thee, out of Zion, —and behold thou the welfare of Jerusalem, all the days of thy life!

Pakai in Zion a kon in phatthei nabohjing jinghen, nahinkho lhumkei in Jerusalem machalna mujing jingin.

6 And behold thou thy children’s children, —Prosperity on Israel!

Natuson gei in jong hin munlang, Israel chungah chamleng hen!