Psalms 127

1 A SONG OF THE ASCENTS. BY SOLOMON. If YHWH does not build the house, Its builders have labored at it in vain, If YHWH does not watch a city, A watchman has awoken in vain.

Bawipa ing im ama sak awhtaw, ip sakungkhqi ing a hoei nani bi ami sai. Bawipa ing khawk bau ama qeh awhtaw, qaltoeng khqi ing a hoei nani ami qeh hy.

2 Vain for you who are rising early, Who delay sitting, eating the bread of griefs, So He gives sleep to His beloved one.

A hoei na mymcang hqit awh tho unawh buh ai thainaak aham khawmy ben than dy bi sai uhyk ti – anih ingkaw a lungnaak thlangkhqi venawh ihnaak ce pehy.

3 Behold, sons [are] an inheritance of YHWH, The fruit of the womb [is] a reward.

Cakpa khqi ve Bawipa venawh kaw qo nik pangkhqi ni, canaa khqi ve amah a venawh kaw kutdo peek khqi ni.

4 As arrows in the hand of a mighty one, So [are] the sons of the young men.

Tha awm hui awhkaw cakpa cun khqi ve qalkap kawk awm kut awhkaw la khqi ing myih hy.

5 O the blessedness of the man Who has filled his quiver with them, They are not ashamed, For they speak with enemies in the gate!

A lacung ce ce mihkhqi ing ak be hyp na ak ta thlang taw a zoseen hy. Vawkchawh awh a qaalkhqi mi aming noek qu awh chah am phyi kawm uh.