Psalms 127

1 [A Song of Ascents. By Solomon.] Unless the LORD builds the house, they labor in vain who build it. Unless the LORD watches over the city, the watchman guards it in vain.

«Yuqirigha chiqish naxshisi»; Sulayman yazghan küy: — Perwerdigar Özi öy salmisa, Salghuchilar bikardin-bikar uninggha ejir singdüridu; Perwerdigar sheherni saqlimisa, Közetchiler bikardin-bikar oyghaq turidu.

2 It is vain for you to rise up early, to stay up late, eating the bread of toil; for he gives sleep to his loved ones.

Silerning seherde ornunglardin qopushunglar, Kech bolghanda yétishinglar, Japa-musheqqetni nandek yégininglar bikardin-bikardur; Chünki U Öz söyginige uyquni béridu.

3 Look, children are a heritage of the LORD. The fruit of the womb is a reward.

Mana, balilar Perwerdigardin bolghan mirastur, Baliyatquning méwisi Uning mukapatidur;

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

Yashliqta tapqan balilar, Baturning qolidiki oqlardek bolidu.

5 Blessed is the man who has his quiver full of them. They won't be disappointed when they speak with their enemies in the gate.

Oqdéni mushular bilen tolghan adem bextliktur; [Sheher] derwazisida turup düshmenler bilen sözlishiwatqinida, Ular yerge qarap qalmaydu.