Psalms 127

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

Nkunga Salomo wunyimbudulu mu nzila yikuendila ku nzo Yave. Enati Yave kakadi tunga nzo, buna batu bobo balembo tungi mu phamba kuandi balembu sadila. Enati Yave kakadi sunga divula buna batu bobo balembo disungi mu phamba kuandi balembo disungila.

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.

Mu phamba kuandi lueti kotukila nsuka-nsuka ayi lueti kambu vika lekilanga, lueti sadilanga ngolo mu diambu di bidia bi dia; bila bobuawu keti vanina kuidi bobo keti zola bu badi ku tulu.

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

Bana badi kiuka kimbanga kuidi Yave, bosi mbutu wu bana widi mfutu wumbanga kuidi niandi.

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

Banga madionga mu mioko mi kinuani ki lulendo, buawu bobo buididi bana mutu kabutidi mu kimuana kiandi.

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.

Lusakumunu kuidi mutu wowo wuwesa bawu mu khutu andi. Balendi fua tsoni ko mu thangu bela tubana ayi bambeni ziawu ku muelo.