Psalm 127

Psalm 127

Laboring and Prospering with the Lord

A Song of Ascents. Of Solomon.

1 Unless the Lord builds the house,

They labor in vain who build it;

Unless athe Lord guards the city,

The watchman stays awake in vain.

2 It is vain for you to rise up early,

To sit up late,

To beat the bread of sorrows;

For so He gives His beloved sleep.

3 Behold, cchildren are a heritage from the Lord,

dThe fruit of the womb is a ereward.

4 Like arrows in the hand of a warrior,

So are the children of one’s youth.

5 fHappy is the man who has his quiver full of them;

gThey shall not be ashamed,

But shall speak with their enemies in the gate.