Psalms 127

1 A Song of Ascents. Solomon’s. If, Yahweh, build not the house, in vain, have the builders of it toiled thereon, If, Yahweh, watch not the city, in vain, hath the watchman kept awake:

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 Vain for you, —to be early in rising, to be late in lying down, to be eating the bread of wearisome toil, So, would he give his beloved one sleep.

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 Lo! an inheritance from Yahweh, are children, A reward, the fruit of the womb:

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

4 As arrows in the hand of a warrior, so, are the children of young men.

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

5 How happy the man who hath filled his quiver with them! They will not be ashamed, but will speak with 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.