Psalm 127
A song of ascents. Of Solomon.
1 Unless the Lord builds a house,
its builders labor over it in vain;o
unless the Lord watches over a city,
the watchman stays alert in vain.p
2 In vain you get up early and stay up late,
working hard to have enough food—
yes, he gives sleep to the one he loves.C,q
3 Sons are indeed a heritage from the Lord,
offspring, a reward.r
4 Like arrows in the hand of a warrior
are the sons born in one’s youth.s
5 Happy is the man who has filled his quiver with them.t
They will never be put to shame
when they speak with their enemies at the city gate.u
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