PSALM 128
1 The song of degrees. Blessed be all men, that dread the Lord; that go in his ways. (A song for steps of ascending. Happy be all those, who fear the Lord or who revere the Lord; and who go in his ways.)
2 For thou shalt eat the travails of thine hands; thou art blessed, and it shall be well to thee. (For thou shalt eat the fruit of thy labour; thou shalt be happy, and it shall be well with thee.)
3 Thy wife shall be as a plenteous vine; in the sides of thine house. Thy sons as the new springs of olive trees; in the compass of thy board. (Thy wife shall be like a fruitful vine; by the side of thy house. And thy sons and thy daughters shall be like the new branches of olive trees; all around thy table.)
4 Lo! so a man shall be blessed; that dreadeth the Lord. (Behold! so shall the man be blessed; who feareth the Lord or who hath reverence for the Lord.)
5 The Lord bless thee from Zion; and see thou the goods of Jerusalem in all the days of thy life. (May the Lord bless thee from Zion; and may thou see the prosperity of Jerusalem or and may thou share in the prosperity of Jerusalem, all the days of thy life.)
6 And see thou the sons of thy sons; see thou peace on Israel. (And may thou see the children of thy children. May peace be upon Israel.)