Psalms 127

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

Аще не Господь созиждет дом, всуе трудишася зиждущии: аще не Господь сохранит град, всуе бде стрегий.

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.

Всуе вам есть утреневати: востанете по седении ядущии хлеб болезни, егда даст возлюбленным Своим сон.

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

Се, достояние Господне сынове, мзда плода чревняго.

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

Яко стрелы в руце сильнаго, тако сынове оттрясенных.

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

Блажен, иже исполнит желание свое от них: не постыдятся, егда глаголют врагом своим во вратех.