Psalms 128

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

Nzembo ya mobembo mpo na kokende na Tempelo ya Yawe. Esengo na moto oyo atosaka Yawe mpe alandaka banzela na Ye!

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

Oliaka mbuma ya mosala na Yo; ozali moto ya esengo mpe ozali na bofuluki.

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

Kati na ndako na yo, mwasi na yo azali lokola nzete ya vino oyo ebotaka bambuma ebele; bana na yo bazali lokola bankona ya nzete ya olive zingazinga ya mesa na yo.

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

Ezali ndenge wana nde Yawe apambolaka moto oyo atosaka Ye.

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

Solo, Yawe akopambola yo wuta na Siona, mpe okomona bofuluki ya Yelusalemi mikolo nyonso ya bomoi na yo

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

mpe okomona bakitani na yo. Tika ete kimia ezala na Isalaele!