Psalms 128

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

MEID pai karoj, me kin majak Ieowa, me kin weweid nan japwilim a al akan!

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

Pwe koe pan memauroki dodok en pa om akan, koe meid pai o pwaida mau.

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

Om paud pan rajon tuka en wain pot, me wa mau nan im om, o noum jeri kan pan dueta paini, me kapwata om tepel.

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

Kilan, iduen ol o, me majak Ieowa, a pan pwaida.

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

Ieowa pan kapai uk ada jan nan Jion, pwe koe en kilan pai en Ierujalem arain om maur.

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

O koe pan kilan jeri eu noum jeri ko. Ijrael en popol!