Psalms 128:1-3

¹The 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.)

²For 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.)

³Thy 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.)