Waiata 128

1 He waiata; he pikitanga. Ka hari nga tangata katoa e wehi ana i a Ihowa: e haere ana i ana ara.

The song of greces. Blessid ben alle men, that dreden the Lord; that gon in hise weies.

2 E kai hoki koe i te mahinga a ou ringa: e hari koe, a ka tau te pai ki a koe.

For thou schalt ete the trauels of thin hondis; thou art blessid, and it schal be wel to thee.

3 E rite tau wahine ki te waina hua, i roto rawa i tou whare: au tamariki ki nga mahuri oriwa, i nga taha o tau tepu.

Thi wijf as a plenteous vyne; in the sidis of thin hous. Thi sones as the newe sprenges of olyue trees; in the cumpas of thi bord.

4 Na he pera te manaaki mo te tangata e wehi ana i a Ihowa.

Lo! so a man schal be blessid; that dredith the Lord.

5 Ka Manaakitia koe e Ihowa i Hiona; a e kite koe i te pai o Hiruharama i nga ra katoa e ora ai koe.

The Lord blesse thee fro Syon; and se thou the goodis of Jerusalem in alle the daies of thi lijf.

6 Ae, e kite koe i nga tamariki a au tamariki. Kia mau te rongo ki a Iharaira.

And se thou the sones of thi sones; se thou pees on Israel.