Psalms 128

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

Thaburi ya Agendi Kũrathimwo nĩ mũndũ o wothe wĩtigĩrĩte Jehova, o ũcio ũgeragĩra njĩra ciake.

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

Nĩũkarĩĩaga maciaro ma wĩra waku; irathimo na kũgaacĩra nĩigatuĩka ciaku.

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

Mũtumia waku egũtuĩka ta mũthabibũ ũrĩa ũciaraga mũno arĩ kũu nyũmba-inĩ yaku thĩinĩ; ciana ciaku ituĩke ta thuuna cia mũtamaiyũ ithiũrũrũkĩirie metha yaku.

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

Ũguo nĩguo mũndũ arĩrathimagwo, ũrĩa wĩtigĩrĩte Jehova.

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

Jehova arokũrathimaga arĩ Zayuni matukũ mothe ma muoyo waku; ũroona kũgaacĩra kwa Jerusalemu,

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

na ũtũũre muoyo, ũkoona ciana cia ciana ciaku. Thayũ ũrogĩa Isiraeli.