< Sòm 133 >

1 Yon chan pou monte vè tanp lan. Gade byen, a la bon e agreyab pou frè yo viv ak tèt ansanm!
A Song of Degrees. See now! what is so good, or what so pleasant, as for brethren to dwell together?
2 Se tankou lwil presye ki koule sou tèt, vin desann jis sou bab, menm bab Aaron, vin desann rive sou kote vètman li.
[It is] as ointment on the head, that ran down to the beard, [even] the beard of Aaron; that ran down to the fringe of his clothing.
3 Se tankou lawouze Mòn Hermon ki vin desann sou mòn Sion nan; paske la, SENYÈ a te kòmande benediksyon an——lavi jis pou tout tan.
As the dew of Aermon, that comes down on the mountains of Sion: for there, the Lord commanded the blessing, even life for ever.

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