Psalms 127

1 A Song of Ascents; of Solomon. Except the LORD build the house, they labour in vain that build it; except the LORD keep the city, the watchman waketh but in vain.

Insa-a hi Pakai apan louleh, asahon mohseh’a asah’u ahi. Khopi ngah’a hi Pakai ajao louleh, khongah ho pannabei a hahkhovah ahiuve.

2 It is vain for you that ye rise early, and sit up late, ye that eat the bread of toil; so He giveth unto His beloved in sleep.

Jingkah matah’a nakipat uva jankhang gei a nehding an holna a na natoh’u pan nabei ahi, ajeh chu Pakai in angailut achate hi a-ihmut sunguva hi ijakai agontohpeh ahibouve.

3 Lo, children are a heritage of the LORD; the fruit of the womb is a reward.

Veuvin, chatehi Pakaija kon a gou ahin, naobu sunga kona aga kimu jonghi kipa thilpeh ahi.

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

Khangdon laiya cha kineiho hi galsatpan akhutna thalchangho akichoi tobang ahi.

5 Happy is the man that hath his quiver full of them; they shall not be put to shame, when they speak with their enemies in the gate.

Thalchang abom dimsetna kipohpa anunnom ahi. Amachu agalmite toh thutanna munna akimuto teng gallel hilouhel ding ahi.