Psalms 127

Psalm 1271

A song of ascents,2 by Solomon.

127:1 If the Lord does not build a house,3

then those who build it work in vain.

If the Lord does not guard a city,4

then the watchman stands guard in vain.

127:2 It is vain for you to rise early, come home late,

and work so hard for your food.5

Yes,6 he can provide for those whom he loves even when they sleep.7

127:3 Yes,8 sons9 are a gift from the Lord,

the fruit of the womb is a reward.

127:4 Sons born during one’s youth

are like arrows in a warrior’s hand.10

127:5 How blessed is the man who fills his quiver with them!

They will not be put to shame11 when they confront12 enemies at the city gate.

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