Psalms 127

1 A Song of degrees for Solomon. Except the LORD shall build the house, they labour in vain that build it: except the LORD shall keep the city, the watchman waketh in vain.

Solomon kah Tangtlaeng Laa BOEIPA loh im a sak pawt atah a soah aka sa rhoek khaw a poeyoek lam ni a thakthae uh. BOEIPA loh khopuei a hung pawt atah aka hung khaw a poeyoek lam ni a hak.

2 It is vain for you to rise early, to sit up late, to eat the bread of sorrows: for so he giveth his beloved sleep.

A thoh neh hlah uh tih kholaeh daengla aka duem, patangnah buh aka ca nang ham a poeyoek mai ni. Ih pataeng a lungnah taengah ni a paek.

3 Lo, children are an heritage of the LORD: and the fruit of the womb is his reward.

C a rhoek he BOEIPA rho neh bungko thaihtae kah thapang ni ne.

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

Camoe ca rhoek khaw hlangrhalh kut dongkah thaltang bangla om tangloeng.

5 Happy is the man that hath his quiver full of them: they shall not be ashamed, but they shall speak with the enemies in the gate.

Te rhoek neh a liva aka bae sak hlang te tah a yoethen. Vongka kah thunkha neh a oelh uh rhoi vaengah yahpok uh mahpawh.