Salamo 127

1 Fihirana fiakarana. Nataon’ i Solomona.

A song of ascents, of Solomon. Unless Yahweh builds the house, they work uselessly, those who build it. Unless Yahweh guards the city, the watchman stands guard uselessly.

2 Zava-poana ho anareo ny mifoha maraina Sy ny alim-pandry Ka homana ny hanina azo amin’ ny fahasahiranana; Izany anefa dia omeny ihany ho an’ ny malalany, na dia matory aza izy.

It is useless for you to rise up early, to come home late, or to eat the bread of hard work, for Yahweh provides for his beloved as they sleep.

3 Indro, lova avy amin’ i Jehovah ny zanaka maro; Tamby ny ateraky ny kibo.

See, children are a heritage from Yahweh, and the fruit of the womb is a reward from him.

4 Tahaka ny zana-tsipìka eo an-tànan’ ny mahery Ny zanaky ny fahatanorana.

Like arrows in the hand of a warrior, so are the children of one's youth.

5 Sambatra izay mameno ny tranon-jana-tsipìkany amin’ ireny; Tsy ho menatra ireny, raha mifamaly amin’ ny fahavalo eo am-bavahady.

How blessed is the man that has his quiver full of them. He will not be put to shame when he confronts his enemies in the gate.