Sòm 127

1 Se yon chante Salomon pou yo chante lè y'ap moute lavil Jerizalèm. Si se pa Seyè a ki bati kay la, travay moun k'ap bati yo pa vo anyen. Si se pa Seyè a k'ap pwoteje lavil la, travay moun k'ap veye yo pa vo anyen.

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

2 Sa pa vo lapenn pou nou leve granmaten, pou nou kouche ta, pou nou travay di pou n' ka manje, paske, lè Bondye renmen yon moun, li ba li tout bagay pandan l'ap dòmi.

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.

3 Pitit se kado Bondye bay, se yon rekonpans pou manman ak papa.

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

4 Menm jan yon sòlda santi li gen kouraj lè l' gen zam li nan men l', se menm jan an tou pou yon moun ki fè pitit gason depi lè l' te jenn.

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

5 Ala bon sa bon pou moun ki gen anpil zam konsa! Li p'ap janm wont lè li kanpe nan pòtay lavil la pou l' diskite ak moun k'ap chache l' kont.

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.