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, those who build it labour in vain. Unless the Lord guards the city, the watchman wakes 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 finish so late, and so eat sorrow’s bread; for he cares for his loved ones in their sleep.

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

Children are a gift of the Lord, the fruit of the womb, a reward.

4 Strelica u ruci ratnika - to su sinovi mladosti.

Like arrows wielded by warriors, are the children of youth.

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

Happy the man who has filled his quiver full of them. He will not be ashamed when he speaks with enemies in the gate.