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.

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 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.

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 Look, children are a heritage of the LORD. 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 man, so are the children of youth.

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

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.

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.