< Psalms 127 >

1 A Song of the going up. Of Solomon. If the Lord is not helping the builders, then the building of a house is to no purpose: if the Lord does not keep the town, the watchman keeps his watch for nothing.
Ako Gospod neæe graditi doma, uzalud se muèe koji ga grade; ako neæe Gospod èuvati grada, uzalud ne spava stražar.
2 It is of no use for you to get up early, and to go late to your rest, with the bread of sorrow for your food; for the Lord gives to his loved ones in sleep.
Uzalud ranite, dockan liježete, jedete hljeb umorni; milome svojemu on daje san.
3 See, sons are a heritage from the Lord; the fruit of the body is his reward.
Evo našljedstva od Gospoda: djeca, porod je dar od njega.
4 Like arrows in the hand of a man of war, are the children of the young.
Što su strijele u ruci jakome, to su sinovi mladi.
5 Happy is the man who has a good store of them; he will not be put to shame, but his cause will be supported by them against his haters.
Blago èovjeku koji je njima napunio tul svoj! Neæe se osramotiti kad se stanu razgovarati s neprijateljima na vratima.

< Psalms 127 >