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. Solomon’s. If, Yahweh, build not the house, in vain, have the builders of it toiled thereon, If, Yahweh, watch not the city, in vain, hath the watchman kept awake:

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

Vain for you, —to be early in rising, to be late in lying down, to be eating the bread of wearisome toil, So, would he give his beloved one sleep.

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

Lo! an inheritance from Yahweh, are children, A reward, the fruit of the womb:

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

As arrows in the hand of a warrior, so, are the children 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.

How happy the man who hath filled his quiver with them! They will not be ashamed, but will speak with enemies in the gate.