Psalms 127

ᾠδὴ τῶν ἀναβαθμῶν μακάριοι πάντες οἱ φοβούμενοι τὸν κύριον οἱ πορευόμενοι ἐν ταῖς ὁδοῖς αὐτοῦ

A Song of Degrees. Blessed are all they that fear the Lord; Who walk in his ways.

τοὺς πόνους τῶν καρπῶν σου φάγεσαι μακάριος εἶ καὶ καλῶς σοι ἔσται

Thou shalt eat the labors of thy hands: Blessed art thou, and it shall be well with thee.

ἡ γυνή σου ὡς ἄμπελος εὐθηνοῦσα ἐν τοῖς κλίτεσι τῆς οἰκίας σου οἱ υἱοί σου ὡς νεόφυτα ἐλαιῶν κύκλῳ τῆς τραπέζης σου

Thy wife shall be as a fruitful vine On the sides of thy house: Thy children as young olive plants Round about thy table.

ἰδοὺ οὕτως εὐλογηθήσεται ἄνθρωπος ὁ φοβούμενος τὸν κύριον

Behold, thus shall the man be blessed that fears the Lord.

εὐλογήσαι σε κύριος ἐκ Σιων καὶ ἴδοις τὰ ἀγαθὰ Ιερουσαλημ πάσας τὰς ἡμέρας τῆς ζωῆς σου

May the Lord bless thee out of Zion; And mayest thou see the prosperity of Jerusalem All the days of thy life.

καὶ ἴδοις υἱοὺς τῶν υἱῶν σου εἰρήνη ἐπὶ τὸν Ισραηλ

And mayest thou see thy children’s children. Peace be upon Israel.