Psalms 127

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

Faarfannaa Ol baʼuu. Faarfannaa Solomoon. Waaqayyo mana ijaaruu baannaan, warri ijaaran akkasumaan dadhabu. Waaqayyo magaalaa eeguu baannaan, warri eegan akkasumaan dhaabachaa bulu.

2 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.

Isin buddeena dadhabbii guddaan argame nyaachuuf jettanii, barii barraaqaan kaʼuun keessan, turtanii rafuun keessan faayidaa hin qabu; inni warra jaallatuuf utuma isaan rafanii iyyuu waan isaan barbaachisu ni kennaaf.

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

Kunoo, ijoolleen kennaa Waaqayyoo ti; iji gadameessaas badhaasa isaa ti.

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

Ijoolleen dargaggummaa keessa dhalchan, akkuma xiyya harka goota tokkoo keessa jiruu ti.

5 Happy is the man who has his quiver full of them. They will not be disappointed when they speak with their enemies in the gate.

Namni korojoon isaa xiyyaan guutame eebbifamaa dha. Inni yommuu karra duratti diinota isaatiin falmutti hin qaanaʼu.