Psalm 127–128

PSALM 127

A Song of Ascents. Of Solomon.

¹Unless the Lord builds the house,

those who build it labor in vain.

Unless the Lord watches over the city,

the watchman stays awake 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 to his beloved sleep.

³Lo, sons are 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.

PSALM 128

A Song of Ascents.

¹Blessed is every one who fears the Lord,

who walks in his ways!

²You shall eat the fruit of the labor of your hands;

you shall be happy, and it shall be well with you.

³Your wife will be like a fruitful vine

within your house;

your children will be like olive shoots

around your table.

⁴Lo, thus shall the man be blessed

who fears the Lord.

⁵The Lord bless you from Zion!

May you see the prosperity of Jerusalem

all the days of your life!

⁶May you see your children’s children!

Peace be upon Israel!