Salme 127

1 Dersom Herren ikke bygger Huset, da arbejde de forgæves, som bygge derpaa; dersom Herren ikke bevarer Staden, da vaager Vægteren forgæves.

[A Song of Ascents. By Solomon.] Unless the LORD builds the house, they labor in vain who build it. Unless the LORD watches over the city, the watchman guards it in vain.

2 Det er forgæves, at I staa aarle op, sidde længe, æde Brød med Bekymring; thi sligt giver han sin Ven i Søvne.

It is vain for you to rise up early, to stay up late, eating the bread of toil; for he gives sleep to his loved ones.

3 Se, Børn ere en Arv fra Herren, Livsens Frugt er en Løn.

Look, children are a heritage of the LORD. The fruit of the womb is a reward.

4 Som Pile i den vældiges Haand, saa ere Ungdoms Sønner.

As arrows in the hand of a mighty man, so are the children of youth.

5 Lyksalig den Mand, som har fyldt sit Kogger med dem; de skulle ikke beskæmmes, naar de tale med Fjender i Porten.

Blessed is the man who has his quiver full of them. They won't be disappointed when they speak with their enemies in the gate.