Psalms 127

1 “A song of the degrees for Solomon.” Unless the Lord do build the house, in vain labor they that build on it: unless the Lord guard the city, in vain is the watchman wakeful.

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 in vain for you to be early in rising, to be late in sitting up, eating the bread of painful toils; [for] so doth he give unto his beloved during 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 the Lord: a reward is the fruit of the body.

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

4 Like 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 his quiver filled with them: they shall not be put to shame, when they do speak with the enemies in the gate.

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