Psalms 127မွ လူႀကိဳက္ႏွစ္သက္ေသာ က်မ္းပိုဒ္မ်ား။

မၽွေဝရန္

Unless the LORD builds the house, those who build it labor in vain. Unless the LORD watches over the city, the watchman stays awake in vain.

Lo, sons are a heritage from the LORD, the fruit of the womb a reward. Like arrows in the hand of a warrior are the sons of one's youth.