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:

Haddaan Rabbigu guriga dhisin, Kuwa dhisaya, waxtarla'aan bay u hawshoodaan, Haddaan Rabbigu magaalada dhawrin, Waardiyuhu micnela'aan buu u soo jeedaa.

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.

Faa'iido idiinma leh inaad aroor hore kacdaan oo aad goor dambe seexataan, Oo aad kibista dhibka cuntaan, Waayo, wuxuu kuwuu jecel yahay siiyaa hurdo.

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

Bal eeg, carruurtu waa dhaxal xagga Rabbiga laga helo. Oo midhaha maxalku waa abaalgudkiisa.

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

Sida fallaadho ku jira nin xoog badan gacantiis, Sidaasoo kale weeye carruurta dhallinyaranimadu.

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.

Waxaa barakaysan ninkii gabooyihiisa ka buuxsada iyaga, Iyagu ma ay ceeboobi doonaan Markay cadaawayaashooda kula hadlaan xagga iridda.