Psalmi 127

1 Hodočasnička pjesma. Salomonova. Ako Jahve kuću ne gradi, uzalud se muče graditelji. Ako Jahve grad ne čuva, uzalud stražar bdi.

A song of ascents. Of Solomon. Unless the LORD builds the house, its builders labor in vain; unless the LORD protects the city, its watchmen stand guard in vain.

2 Uzalud vam je ustat prije zore i dugo u noć sjediti, vi što jedete kruh muke: miljenicima svojim u snu on daje.

In vain you rise early and stay up late, toiling for bread to eat— for He gives sleep to His beloved.

3 Evo: sinovi su Jahvin dar, plod utrobe njegova je nagrada.

Children are indeed a heritage from the LORD, and the fruit of the womb is His reward.

4 Strelica u ruci ratnika - to su sinovi mladosti.

Like arrows in the hand of a warrior, so are children born in one’s youth.

5 Blago čovjeku koji njima napuni tobolac, neće se postidjeti kad se prÓeo bude s dušmanom na vratima.

Blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them. He will not be put to shame when he confronts the enemies at the gate.