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.

Haddaan Rabbigu guriga dhisin, Kuwa dhisaya, waxtarla'aan bay u hawshoodaan, Haddaan Rabbigu magaalada dhawrin, Waardiyuhu micnela'aan buu u soo jeedaa.

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

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

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

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

Sida fallaadho ku jira nin xoog badan gacantiis, Sidaasoo kale weeye carruurta dhallinyaranimadu.

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!

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