Psalms 128

1 The song of greces. Blessid ben alle men, that dreden the Lord; that gon in hise weies.

A Song of Degrees. Blessed are all they that fear the Lord; who walk in his ways.

2 For thou schalt ete the trauels of thin hondis; thou art blessid, and it schal be wel to thee.

You shall eat the labors of your hands: blessed are you, and it shall be well with you.

3 Thi wijf as a plenteous vyne; in the sidis of thin hous. Thi sones as the newe sprenges of olyue trees; in the cumpas of thi bord.

Your wife shall be as a fruitful vine on the sides of your house: your children as young olive-plants round about your table.

4 Lo! so a man schal be blessid; that dredith the Lord.

Behold, thus shall the man be blessed that fears the Lord.

5 The Lord blesse thee fro Syon; and se thou the goodis of Jerusalem in alle the daies of thi lijf.

May the Lord bless you out of Sion; and may you see the prosperity of Jerusalem all the days of your life.

6 And se thou the sones of thi sones; se thou pees on Israel.

And may you see your children's children. Peace be upon Israel.