Psalms 127:1-5
A Song of the Ascents. Of Solomon.
127 Unless Jehovah builds the house,It is in vain that its builders work hard on it.+
Unless Jehovah guards the city,+It is in vain that the guard stays awake.
2 It is in vain that you rise up early,That you stay up late,That you toil for your food,Since he provides for his loved ones while giving them sleep.+
3 Look! Sons* are an inheritance from Jehovah;+The fruit of the womb is a reward.+
4 Like arrows in the hand of a mighty man,So are the sons of one’s youth.+
5 Happy is the man who fills his quiver with them.+
They will not be put to shame,For they will speak with enemies in the city gate.
Footnotes
^ Or “Children.”
