Psalm 127–128

¹A Song of the Ascents, by Solomon. If Jehovah doth not build the house, In vain have its builders laboured at it, If Jehovah doth not watch a city, In vain hath a watchman waked.

²Vain for you who are rising early, Who delay sitting, eating the bread of griefs, So He giveth to His beloved one sleep.

³Lo, an inheritance of Jehovah are sons, A reward is the fruit of the womb.

⁴As arrows in the hand of a mighty one, So are the sons of the young men.

⁵O the happiness of the man Who hath filled his quiver with them, They are not ashamed, For they speak with enemies in the gate!

Psalm 128

¹A Song of the Ascents. O the happiness of every one fearing Jehovah, Who is walking in His ways.

²The labour of thy hands thou surely eatest, Happy art thou, and good is to thee.

³Thy wife is as a fruitful vine in the sides of thy house, Thy sons as olive plants around thy table.

⁴Lo, surely thus is the man blessed who is fearing Jehovah.

⁵Jehovah doth bless thee out of Zion, Look, then, on the good of Jerusalem, All the days of thy life,

⁶And see the sons of thy sons! Peace on Israel!

Psalm 129