Psalms 127

1 A Song of degrees. Of Solomon. Unless Jehovah build the house, in vain do its builders labour in it; unless Jehovah keep the city, the keeper watcheth in vain:

Waƙar haurawa. Ta Solomon. In ba Ubangiji ne ya gina gida ba, masu gininta suna wahala a banza ne. In ba Ubangiji ne yake tsaron birni ba, masu tsaro suna yin tsaro a banza.

2 It is vain for you to rise up early, to lie down late, to eat the bread of sorrows: so to his beloved one he giveth sleep.

Banza ne ka farka da wuri ka koma da latti, kana fama don abincin da za ka ci, gama yakan ba da barci ga waɗanda yake ƙauna.

3 Lo, children are an inheritance from Jehovah, [and] the fruit of the womb a reward.

’Ya’ya maza gādo ne daga Ubangiji, yara lada ne daga gare shi.

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

Kamar kibiyoyi a hannun jarumi haka’ya’ya mazan da aka haifa wa mutum a ƙuruciya.

5 Happy is the man that hath filled his quiver with them. They shall not be ashamed when they speak with enemies in the gate.

Mai albarka ne mutumin da korinsa sun cika da su. Ba za a kunyata su ba sa’ad da suke ƙarawa da abokan gābansu a ɗakin shari’a.