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A song of ascents. Of Solomon.
  1Unless the Lord builds the house,
   the builders labor in vain.
  Unless the Lord watches over the city,
   the guards stand watch in vain.
  2In vain you rise early
   and stay up late,
  toiling for food to eat—
   for he grants sleep to those he loves.

  3Children are a heritage from the Lord,
   offspring a reward from him.
  4Like arrows in the hands of a warrior
   are children born in one’s youth.
  5Blessed is the man
   whose quiver is full of them.
  They will not be put to shame
   when they contend with their opponents in court.

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Nau Ueh Maak Luh Bơh Yêhôva

 Nau phung hăn nsong ta ƀon kloh ueh mprơ Nau mprơ ơm Y-Salômôn
1Tơlah Yêhôva mâu rdâk ngih. Phung rdâk pah kan dơm dam.
 Tơlah Yêhôva mâu chiă ƀon, nơm gak rngeh dăng măt dơm dam yơh.
2Mâu khlay ôh khân may kah rngăl ơm, jêh ri la khân may bêch,
 Sa kapŭng nau ŏk rơ ah
 Yorlah Brah Ndu ăn ma phung păng rŏng dơi bêch.
3Aơ, phung kon jêng drăp krâm bơh Yêhôva;
 Jêh ri play bơh ndŭl proch jêng nau nkhôm.
4Tâm ban ma hăr tâm ti du huê nơm katang.
 Tâm ban pô nây lĕ kon bu geh dôl hôm mom.
5Ueh maak yơh bunuyh geh jêh hăr bêng dĭng;
 Khân păng mâu mra bêk ôh,
 Tơ lah khân păng mra ngơi đah phung rlăng ta mpông pêr.