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.

Yahwe asipoijenga nyumba, waijengao wafanya kazi bure. Yahwe asipoulinda mji, aulindaye afanya kazi bure.

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.

Ni kazi bure kwa wewe unayeamka mapema, na kulala kwa kuchelewa, au kula mkate kwa kuufanyia kazi ngumu, maana Yahwe huwapa chakula awapendao hata wawapo usingizini.

3 Lo, children are an inheritance from the Lord: a reward is the fruit of the body.

Tazama, wana ni urithi kutoka kwa Yahwe, uzao wa tumbo ni thawabu kutoka kwake.

4 Like arrows in the hand of a mighty man, so are the children of youth.

Kama mishale mkononi mwa shujaa, ndivyo walivyo wana wa ujanani.

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.

Ni namna gani alivyo barikiwa mtu ambaye amelijaza podo lake hivyo. Hata aibishwa pindi atakapo kabiliana na adui zake katika lango.