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 psalm of the steps, or the goings up. By Solomon.” Except the LORD build the house, The builders labor in vain; Except the LORD guard the city, The watchman waketh 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.

In vain ye rise up early, and go to rest late, And eat the bread of care! The same giveth he his beloved one in sleep.

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

Behold! sons are an inheritance from the LORD, And the fruit of the womb is his gift.

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

As arrows in the hand of the warrior, So are the sons of young men:

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

Happy the man that hath his quiver full of them! They shall not be put to shame, When they speak with adversaries in the gate.