English poem
O blest is every one
by Henry Dunster (1618–1684)
O blest is every one, That doth Jehovah fear, That walks his wayes along. 2 For thou shalt eat with chear Thy hands labour: Blest shalt thou bee, It well with thee Shall be therfore.
3 Thy wife like fruitfull Vine Shall be by thine house side: The children that bee thine Like Olive plants abide, About thy board. 4 Behold thus blest. That man doth rest. That feares the LORD.
5 Jehovah shall thee bless From Sion, and thou shalt see Jerusalems goodness All thy lifes dayes that bee. 6 And shalt view well. Thy children then. With their children, Peace on Isr'el.