Psalms 128

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

Blago svakome, koji se boji Gospoda, koji hodi putovima njegovijem!

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

Jer æe jesti od trudova ruku svojih. Blago tebi, i dobro ti je.

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

Žena je tvoja kao rodna loza usred doma tvojega; sinovi tvoji kao grane maslinove oko stola tvojega.

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

Gle, tako æe biti blagosloven èovjek koji se boji Gospoda.

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

Blagosloviæe te Gospod sa Siona, i gledaæeš dobro Jerusalimsko u sve dane života svojega;

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

Vidjeæeš sinove u sinova svojih. Mir Izrailju!