Psalms 128

1A Song of the Ascents. O the happiness of every one fearing Jehovah, Who is walking in His ways.

1A gradual canticle. Often have they fought against me from my youth, let Israel now say.

2The labour of thy hands thou surely eatest, Happy <FI>art<Fi> thou, and good <FI>is<Fi> to thee.

2Often have they fought against me from my youth: but they could not prevail over me.

3Thy wife <FI>is<Fi> as a fruitful vine in the sides of thy house, Thy sons as olive plants around thy table.

3The wicked have wrought upon my back: they have lengthened their iniquity.

4Lo, surely thus is the man blessed who is fearing Jehovah.

4The Lord who is just will cut the necks of sinners:

5Jehovah doth bless thee out of Zion, Look, then, on the good of Jerusalem, All the days of thy life,

5Let them all be confounded and turned back that hate Sion.

6And see the sons of thy sons! Peace on Israel!

6Let them be as grass upon the tops of houses: which withereth before it be plucked up:

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7Who with the mower filleth not his hand: nor he that gathereth sheaves his bosom.

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8And they that passed by have not said: The blessing of the Lord be upon you: we have blessed you in the name of the Lord.