Psalms 127

1 A Song of Degrees. Except the Lord build the house, they that build labour in vain: except the Lord keep the city, the watchman watches in vain.

Insa-a hi Yahweh Pakai apan louleh, asahon mohseh'a asah'u ahi. Khopi ngah'a hi Yahweh Pakai ajao louleh, khongah ho pannabei a hahkhovah ahiuve.

2 It is vain for you to rise early: you rise up after resting, you that eat the bread of grief; while he gives sleep to his beloved.

Jingkah matah'a nakipat uva jankhang gei a nehding an holna a na natoh'u pan nabei ahi, ajeh chu Yahweh Pakai in angailut achate hi a-ihmut sunguva hi ijakai agontohpeh ahibouve.

3 Behold, the inheritance of the Lord, children, the reward of the fruit of the womb.

Veuvin, chatehi Yahweh Pakaija kon a gou ahin, naobu sunga kona aga kimu jonghi kipa thilpeh ahi.

4 As arrows in the hand of a mighty man; so are the children of those who were outcasts.

Khang don laija cha kineiho hi galsatpan akhutna thal changho akichoi tobang ahi.

5 Blessed is the man who shall satisfy his desire with them: they shall not be ashamed when they shall speak to their enemies in the gates.

Thal chang abom dimsetna kipohpa anun nom ahi. Amachu agalmite toh thutan na munna akimuto teng gal lel hilouhel ding ahi.