Psalms 127

1 A song of ascents. Of Solomon. Unless the LORD builds the house, its builders labor in vain; unless the LORD protects the city, its watchmen stand guard in vain.

Pesem preizvrstna za Salomona. Ako Gospod ne zida hiše, zastonj bi se trudili zanjo zidarji; ako Gospod ne varuje mesta, zastonj bi bil priden čuvaj.

2 In vain you rise early and stay up late, toiling for bread to eat— for He gives sleep to His beloved.

Zastonj vam bodijo, kateri vstajajo pred svitom, ki sedévajo pozno, ki uživajo jed bolečin; tako daje ljubljencu svojemu spanje.

3 Children are indeed a heritage from the LORD, and the fruit of the womb is His reward.

Glej, posest Gospodova so sinovi; plačilo sad telesni.

4 Like arrows in the hand of a warrior, so are children born in one’s youth.

Kakor pušice v močnega roki, tako so dečki.

5 Blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them. He will not be put to shame when he confronts the enemies at the gate.

Blagor možu, kateri bode napolnil tul z njimi; ne bode jih sram, temuč sovražnike pokončajo v njih vratih.