Sams-Zgame 127

1 Hagi Ra Anumzamo'ma mago noma onkisiana, ana noma kisia kamunta nemofo eri'zamo'a amne zankna hugahie. Hagi Ra Anumzamo'ma mago rankuma'ma kegavama osaniana, kuma kvama nehaza vahe'mokizmi eri'zamo'a, amne zankna hugahie.

“A song of the degrees for Solomon.” Unless the Lord do build the house, in vain labor they that build on it: unless the Lord guard the city, in vain is the watchman wakeful.

2 Kagrama ne'zama nesana zanku'ma kamu'nasisima nehunka, nanterame otinka eri'zama e'nerinkeno vuno hanima huno kenage'ma nesegenka nontegama neanana, amne zampi hankaveka'a netrane. Na'ankure Ra Anumzamo'a agrama avesi nezmantea vahera mani frua zamige'za zamura nemsaze.

It is in vain for you to be early in rising, to be late in sitting up, eating the bread of painful toils; [for] so doth he give unto his beloved during sleep.

3 Ra Anumzamo'ma mofavreramima neramiana museza neramie. Ana hu'neankino Anumzamo'a asomu hunerante.

Lo, children are an inheritance from the Lord: a reward is the fruit of the body.

4 Kasefa ne'mofo mofavreramimo'za harafa vahe'mo'ma azampima keveramima eriaza nehie.

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

5 Keve kupima keveramima eri viteankna huno, rama'a ne' mofavreramima eri fore'ma hu'nesia ne'mo'a muse hugahie. Na'ankure agra agazegura osuno ha' vahe'anena kuma kafantera keaga hugahie.

Happy is the man that hath his quiver filled with them: they shall not be put to shame, when they do speak with the enemies in the gate.