Psalms 127

1 A Song of the Ascents, by Solomon. If Jehovah doth not build the house, In vain have its builders laboured at it, If Jehovah doth not watch a city, In vain hath a watchman waked.

«Yuqirigha chiqish naxshisi»; Sulayman yazghan küy: — Perwerdigar Özi öy salmisa, Salghuchilar bikardin-bikar uninggha ejir singdüridu; Perwerdigar sheherni saqlimisa, Közetchiler bikardin-bikar oyghaq turidu.

2 Vain for you who are rising early, Who delay sitting, eating the bread of griefs, So He giveth to His beloved one sleep.

Silerning seherde ornunglardin qopushunglar, Kech bolghanda yétishinglar, Japa-musheqqetni nandek yégininglar bikardin-bikardur; Chünki U Öz söyginige uyquni béridu.

3 Lo, an inheritance of Jehovah [are] sons, A reward [is] the fruit of the womb.

Mana, balilar Perwerdigardin bolghan mirastur, Baliyatquning méwisi Uning mukapatidur;

4 As arrows in the hand of a mighty one, So [are] the sons of the young men.

Yashliqta tapqan balilar, Baturning qolidiki oqlardek bolidu.

5 O the happiness of the man Who hath filled his quiver with them, They are not ashamed, For they speak with enemies in the gate!

Oqdéni mushular bilen tolghan adem bextliktur; [Sheher] derwazisida turup düshmenler bilen sözlishiwatqinida, Ular yerge qarap qalmaydu.