Psalms 127

1 A Song of the going up. Of Solomon. If the Lord is not helping the builders, then the building of a house is to no purpose: if the Lord does not keep the town, the watchman keeps his watch for nothing.

Ingoma yemiqanso. ElikaSolomoni. Ngaphandle kokuba uThixo ayakhe indlu, abakhi bayo basebenzela ize. Ngaphandle kokuba uThixo awulinde umuzi, abalindi bawo balinda ize.

2 It is of no use for you to get up early, and to go late to your rest, with the bread of sorrow for your food; for the Lord gives to his loved ones in sleep.

Kuyize ukuvuka kwenu ngovivi liphinde libambe kuze kuhlwe, lisebenzela ukudla kokufaka emlonyeni ngoba upha ubuthongo kulabo abathandayo.

3 See, sons are a heritage from the Lord; the fruit of the body is his reward.

Amadodana ayilifa elivela kuThixo, abantwana bangumvuzo ovela kuye.

4 Like arrows in the hand of a man of war, are the children of the young.

Njengemitshoko esandleni sebutho anjalo amadodana azelwe ngumuntu esesemutsha.

5 Happy is the man who has a good store of them; he will not be put to shame, but his cause will be supported by them against his haters.

Ubusisiwe umuntu omxhaka wakhe ugcwele wona. Kayikuyangeka nxa sebedibana lezitha entubeni.