¹Unless Yahweh builds the house, they labor in vain who build it. Unless Yahweh watches over the city, the watchman guards it in vain.

¹Pieseň na cestu hore do Jeruzalema Šalamúnova. Ak nebude Hospodin staväť dom, nadarmo sa namáhajú tí, ktorí ho staväjú. Ak nebude Hospodin strážiť mesto, nadarmo bdeje strážca.

²It is vain for you to rise up early, to stay up late, eating the bread of toil; for he gives sleep to his loved ones.

²Daromné vám je skoro vstávať, neskoro sadať a jesť chlieb bolesti. Bôh i tak dáva svojmu milému sen.

³Behold, children are a heritage of Yahweh. The fruit of the womb is his reward.

³Hľa, dedičstvo od Hospodina sú synovia, jeho plácou plod života.

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

⁴Jako strely v ruke hrdinu, tak synovia mladosti.

⁵Happy is the man who has his quiver full of them. They won’t be disappointed when they speak with their enemies in the gate.

⁵Blahoslavený muž, ktorý nimi naplnil svoj túl. Nezahanbia sa, keď budú hovoriť s nepriateľmi v bráne.