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.

Wimbo wa kwenda juu. Wa Solomoni. Bwana asipoijenga nyumba, wajengao hufanya kazi bure. Bwana asipoulinda mji, walinzi wakesha bure.

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.

Mnajisumbua bure kuamka mapema na kuchelewa kulala, mkitaabikia chakula: kwa maana yeye huwapa usingizi wapenzi wake.

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

Wana ni urithi utokao kwa Bwana, watoto ni zawadi kutoka kwake.

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

Kama mishale mikononi mwa shujaa ndivyo walivyo wana awazaao mtu katika ujana wake.

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.

Heri mtu ambaye podo lake limejazwa nao. Hawataaibishwa wanaposhindana na adui zao langoni.