Psalm 127

1 Unless 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. 

2 It 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.

3 Lo, sons are a heritage from the LORD, 

the fruit of the womb a reward.

4 Like arrows in the hand of a warrior 

are the sons of one's youth.

5 Happy 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.

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