Psalms 128

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

A Song of Ascents. Blessed is everyone who fears the LORD, who walks in his ways.

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

For you will eat the labour of your hands. You will be happy, and it will 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 will be as a fruitful vine in the innermost parts of your house, your children like olive shoots around your table.

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

Behold, this is how the man who fears the LORD is blessed.

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 Zion, and may you see the good of Jerusalem all the days of your life.

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

Yes, may you see your children’s children. Peace be upon Israel.