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.

«Yuqirigha chiqish naxshisi»; Sulayman yazghan küy: — Perwerdigar Özi öy salmisa, Salghuchilar bikardin-bikar uninggha ejir singdüridu; Perwerdigar sheherni saqlimisa, Közetchiler bikardin-bikar oyghaq turidu.

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.

Silerning seherde ornunglardin qopushunglar, Kech bolghanda yétishinglar, Japa-musheqqetni nandek yégininglar bikardin-bikardur; Chünki U Öz söyginige uyquni béridu.

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

Mana, balilar Perwerdigardin bolghan mirastur, Baliyatquning méwisi Uning mukapatidur;

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

Yashliqta tapqan balilar, Baturning qolidiki oqlardek bolidu.

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.

Oqdéni mushular bilen tolghan adem bextliktur; [Sheher] derwazisida turup düshmenler bilen sözlishiwatqinida, Ular yerge qarap qalmaydu.