Psalmi 127

1 Ako Gospod neæe graditi doma, uzalud se muèe koji ga grade; ako neæe Gospod èuvati grada, uzalud ne spava stražar.

A Song of Ascents. Solomon’s. If, Yahweh, build not the house, in vain, have the builders of it toiled thereon, If, Yahweh, watch not the city, in vain, hath the watchman kept awake:

2 Uzalud ranite, dockan liježete, jedete hljeb umorni; milome svojemu on daje san.

Vain for you, —to be early in rising, to be late in lying down, to be eating the bread of wearisome toil, So, would he give his beloved one sleep.

3 Evo našljedstva od Gospoda: djeca, porod je dar od njega.

Lo! an inheritance from Yahweh, are children, A reward, the fruit of the womb:

4 Što su strijele u ruci jakome, to su sinovi mladi.

As arrows in the hand of a warrior, so, are the children of young men.

5 Blago èovjeku koji je njima napunio tul svoj! Neæe se osramotiti kad se stanu razgovarati s neprijateljima na vratima.

How happy the man who hath filled his quiver with them! They will not be ashamed, but will speak with enemies in the gate.