< Waiata 133 >

1 He waiata; he pikitanga. Na Rawiri. Na, ano te pai, ano te ahuareka o te nohoanga o nga teina, o nga tuakana i runga i te whakaaro kotahi!
A Song of Ascents. David’s. Lo! how good and how delightful, for brethren, to dwell together even as one.
2 Tona rite kei te hinu utu nui i runga i te upoko, i heke iho nei ki te pahau, ae ki te pahau o Arona; i heke iho nei ki te remu o ona kakahu:
Like the precious oil upon the head, descending upon the beard; the beard of Aaron, —which descended unto the opening of his robe:
3 Kei te tomairangi ano o Heremona, kei tera i heke iho ki nga maunga o Hiona: i whakahaua iho hoki e Ihowa te manaaki mo reira, te ora mo ake tonu atu.
Like the dew of Hermon, which descended upon the mountains of Zion, —for, there, did Yahweh command the blessing, Life, unto times age-abiding?

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