Psalms 127

1 A Song of Ascents; of Solomon. Except the LORD build the house, they labour in vain that build it; except the LORD keep the city, the watchman waketh but in vain.

Dersom Herren ikke bygger Huset, da arbejde de forgæves, som bygge derpaa; dersom Herren ikke bevarer Staden, da vaager Vægteren forgæves.

2 It is vain for you that ye rise early, and sit up late, ye that eat the bread of toil; so He giveth unto His beloved in sleep.

Det er forgæves, at I staa aarle op, sidde længe, æde Brød med Bekymring; thi sligt giver han sin Ven i Søvne.

3 Lo, children are a heritage of the LORD; the fruit of the womb is a reward.

Se, Børn ere en Arv fra Herren, Livsens Frugt er en Løn.

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

Som Pile i den vældiges Haand, saa ere Ungdoms Sønner.

5 Happy is the man that hath his quiver full of them; they shall not be put to shame, when they speak with their enemies in the gate.

Lyksalig den Mand, som har fyldt sit Kogger med dem; de skulle ikke beskæmmes, naar de tale med Fjender i Porten.