Psalms 127

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

Salamana svētku dziesma. Ja Tas Kungs namu neuztaisa, tad darbojās velti, kas pie tā strādā; ja Tas Kungs pilsētu neapsargā, tad sargs velti nomodā.

2 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.

Velti jums, agri celties un vēlu palikt nomodā un ēst savu maizi ar bēdām. Tiešām, Saviem mīļiem Viņš dod miegā.

3 Behold, children are a heritage of the LORD. The fruit of the womb is his reward.

Redzi, bērni ir manta no Tā Kunga, un miesas auglis ir dāvana.

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

Tā kā bultas stipra vīra rokās, tāpat ir jaunie bērni.

5 Happy is the man who has his quiver full of them. They will not be disappointed when they speak with their enemies in the gate.

Svētīgs tas vīrs, kas savu bultu maku ar to pildījis; tie netaps kaunā, kad tiem vārtos nāk runas ar saviem ienaidniekiem.