< Psalms 127 >
1 A Song of Degrees. Except the Lord build the house, they that build labor in vain: except the Lord keep the city, the watchman watches in vain.
Uba iNkosi ingayakhi indlu, basebenzela ize kiyo abayakhayo. Uba iNkosi ingawulondolozi umuzi, umlindi ulindela ize.
2 It is vain for you to rise early: you rise up after resting, you that eat the bread of grief; while he gives sleep to his beloved.
Kuyize kini ukuthi livuke ngovivi, lihlale kuze kube sebusuku, lidle ukudla kosizi; ngokunjalo iyamnika ubuthongo othandiweyo wayo.
3 Behold, the inheritance of the Lord, children, the reward of the fruit of the womb.
Khangela, abantwana bayilifa leNkosi, isithelo sesizalo singumvuzo.
4 As arrows in the hand of a mighty man; so are the children of those who were outcasts.
Njengemitshoko esandleni seqhawe, banjalo abantwana bobutsha.
5 Blessed is the man who shall satisfy his desire with them: they shall not be ashamed when they shall speak to their enemies in the gates.
Ibusisiwe indoda egcwalise umxhaka wayo ngabo; kabayikuyangeka ngoba bazakhuluma lezitha esangweni.