Psalm 127

Psalm 127

God’s Blessings in the Home

A Song of Ascents. Of Solomon.

¹Unless the Lord builds the house,

those who build it labor in vain.

Unless the Lord guards the city,

the guard keeps watch in vain.^*

²It is in vain that you rise up early

and go late to rest,

eating the bread of anxious toil,

for he gives sleep to his beloved.^s*

³Sons are indeed a heritage from the Lord,

the fruit of the womb a reward.^*

⁴Like arrows in the hand of a warrior

are the sons of one’s youth.

⁵Happy is the man who has

his quiver full of them.

He shall not be put to shame

when he speaks with his enemies in the gate.^*