Psalms 127

1 The song of greces of Salomon. `No but the Lord bilde the hous; thei that bilden it han trauelid in veyn. No but the Lord kepith the citee; he wakith in veyn that kepith it.

Haddaan Rabbigu guriga dhisin, Kuwa dhisaya, waxtarla'aan bay u hawshoodaan, Haddaan Rabbigu magaalada dhawrin, Waardiyuhu micnela'aan buu u soo jeedaa.

2 It is veyn to you to rise bifore the liyt; rise ye after that ye han sete, that eten the breed of sorewe. Whanne he schal yyue sleep to his loued; lo!

Faa'iido idiinma leh inaad aroor hore kacdaan oo aad goor dambe seexataan, Oo aad kibista dhibka cuntaan, Waayo, wuxuu kuwuu jecel yahay siiyaa hurdo.

3 the eritage of the Lord `is sones, the mede is the fruyt of wombe.

Bal eeg, carruurtu waa dhaxal xagga Rabbiga laga helo. Oo midhaha maxalku waa abaalgudkiisa.

4 As arowis ben in the hond of the miyti; so the sones of hem that ben schakun out.

Sida fallaadho ku jira nin xoog badan gacantiis, Sidaasoo kale weeye carruurta dhallinyaranimadu.

5 Blessid is the man, that hath fillid his desier of tho; he schal not be schent, whanne he schal speke to hise enemyes in the yate.

Waxaa barakaysan ninkii gabooyihiisa ka buuxsada iyaga, Iyagu ma ay ceeboobi doonaan Markay cadaawayaashooda kula hadlaan xagga iridda.