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.

Wer ma ji wero kadhi e hekalu. Mar Solomon. Ka Jehova Nyasaye ok ema ger ot, to joma gere nyagore gi tich matek kayiem nono. Ka Jehova Nyasaye ok ema orito dala, to jorito ochungʼ karito kayiem.

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.

In bende imondo chiewo chon kendo ineno nyaka sa molewo, kinyagori gi tich matek mondo iyud chiemo minyalo chamo; nimar Nyasaye miyo joge mohero nindo mokwe.

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

Yawuowi gin gweth moa kuom Jehova Nyasaye, adier, nyithindo gin mich moa kuome.

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

Yawuowi ma ngʼato onywolo kapod otin, chalo gi asere manie lwet jakedo.

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.

Ngʼat ma ofukune opongʼ kodgi en ngʼama ogwedhi. Ok ginine wichkuot ka gikedo gi wasikgi e dhorangach.