Blessed (happy, fortunate, to be envied) is the man who listens to me, watching daily at my gates, waiting at the posts of my doors.
Blessed is the man that heareth me, Watching daily at my gates, Waiting at the posts of my doors.
Happy are those who listen to me, watching daily at my doors, waiting at my doorposts.
Blessed is the man who listens to me, and who stands watch at my gates everyday, and who observes at the posts of my doors.