Psalms 127

1 A Song of degrees for Solomon. Except the LORD shall build the house, they labour in vain that build it: except the LORD shall keep the city, the watchman waketh in vain.

Yahwe asipoijenga nyumba, waijengao wafanya kazi bure. Yahwe asipoulinda mji, aulindaye afanya kazi bure.

2 It is vain for you to rise early, to sit up late, to eat the bread of sorrows: for so he giveth his beloved sleep.

Ni kazi bure kwa wewe unayeamka mapema, na kulala kwa kuchelewa, au kula mkate kwa kuufanyia kazi ngumu, maana Yahwe huwapa chakula awapendao hata wawapo usingizini.

3 Lo, children are an heritage of the LORD: and the fruit of the womb is his reward.

Tazama, wana ni urithi kutoka kwa Yahwe, uzao wa tumbo ni thawabu kutoka kwake.

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

Kama mishale mkononi mwa shujaa, ndivyo walivyo wana wa ujanani.

5 Happy is the man that hath his quiver full of them: they shall not be ashamed, but they shall speak with the enemies in the gate.

Ni namna gani alivyo barikiwa mtu ambaye amelijaza podo lake hivyo. Hata aibishwa pindi atakapo kabiliana na adui zake katika lango.