Psalms 128

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

Abụ nrigo. Ngọzị na-adịrị ndị niile na-atụ egwu Onyenwe anyị, ndị na-aga ije nʼirube isi nye ya.

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

Ị ga-eri mkpụrụ ọrụ aka gị; ọtụtụ ngọzị na ihe ịga nke ọma ga-abụ nke gị.

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

Nwunye gị ga-adị ka osisi vaịnị na-amị mkpụrụ nʼime ụlọ gị; ụmụ gị ndị ikom ga-adịkwa ka ome osisi oliv gburugburu tebul gị.

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

Otu a ka a ga-esi gọzie nwoke ahụ na-atụ egwu Onyenwe anyị.

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

Ka Onyenwe anyị gọzie gị site na Zayọn ụbọchị niile nke ndụ gị; ka i hụkwa ọdịmma Jerusalem,

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

ka ị dị ndụ hụ ụmụ ụmụ gị. Ka udo dịrị Izrel.