How bless’d is he who fears the LORD
And walks in his appointed ways.
For thy hands labour thou shalt eat,
And shalt be happy all thy days.
Thy wife shall like a goodly vine
By thy house side be fruitful found:
Thy children like fair olive plants,
Adorn thy cheerful table round.

Lo, thus the man who fears the LORD,
With earthly good shall blessed be:
Yea more, the LORD from Zion hill
Will heav’nly blessings send to thee.
The good of our Jerusalem,
Thou all thy happy life shalt view.
Thy children’s children thou shalt see,
And peaceful times on Isr’el too.