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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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Vajtswv pub tej yam zoo

Zaj nkauj hu nce mus. Yog Xalaumoo sau.
  1Yog Yawmsaub tsis ua tsev,
   cov uas ua tsev kuj txog siav do xwb.
  Yog Yawmsaub tsis tsom kwm lub nroog,
   tus faj xwm kuj zov do xwb.
  2Qhov uas koj sawv ntxov ntxov pw lig lig,
   ua haujlwm khwv huas qas ntshis
   kev noj kev haus tsis muaj qabhau.
  Rau qhov Yawmsaub yeej pub
   rau tus uas nws hlub pw tsaug zog zoo.

  3Tej tub ki yog qub txeeg qub teg
   ntawm Yawmsaub,
  tej menyuam uas yug hauv lub plab los
   yog tshav ntuj.
  4Tej tub uas yug thaum leej txiv tseem hluas
   kuj zoo yam nkaus li
   rab xub hauv tus tub rog txhais tes.
  5Tus yawg twg muaj xub hneev puv lub raj,
   kuj kaj siab lug.
  Thaum nrog nws cov yeeb ncuab ua plaub
   ntawm rooj loog,
   nws yuav tsis txaj muag.