1(A Song of Ascents) Blessed is every one that feareth تتراجراماتون, That walketh in his ways.

2For thou shalt eat the labor of thy hands: Happy shalt thou be, and it shall be well with thee.

3Thy wife shall be as a fruitful vine, In the innermost parts of thy house; Thy children like olive plants, Round about thy table.

4Behold, thus shall the man be blessed That feareth تتراجراماتون.

5تتراجراماتون bless thee out of Zion: And see thou the good of Jerusalem all the days of thy life.

6Yea, see thou thy children’s children. Peace be upon Israel.