| 127:1 |
Unless the LORD builds the house, its builders labor in vain. Unless the LORD watches over the city, the watchmen stand guard in vain. |
| 127:2 |
In vain you rise early and stay up late, toiling for food to eat--for he grants sleep to those he loves. |
| 127:3 |
Sons are a heritage from the LORD, children a reward from him. |
| 127:4 |
Like arrows in the hands of a warrior are sons born in one's youth. |
| 127:5 |
Blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them. They will not be put to shame when they contend with their enemies in the gate. |
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