Psalms 127

1 A Song of degrees. Of Solomon. Unless Jehovah build the house, in vain do its builders labour in it; unless Jehovah keep the city, the keeper watcheth in vain:

Unless Jehovah builds the house, they labor in vain who build it. Unless Jehovah guards the city, the watchman wake but in vain.

2 It is vain for you to rise up early, to lie down late, to eat the bread of sorrows: so to his beloved one he giveth sleep.

It is vain for you to rise up early, to take rest late, to eat the bread of toil, for so he gives sleep to his beloved.

3 Lo, children are an inheritance from Jehovah, [and] the fruit of the womb a reward.

Lo, sons are a heritage of Jehovah, and the fruit of the womb is a reward.

4 As arrows in the hand of a mighty man, so are the children of youth.

As arrows in the hand of a mighty man, so are the sons of youth.

5 Happy is the man that hath filled his quiver with them. They shall not be ashamed when they speak with enemies in the gate.

Happy is the man who has his quiver full of them. They shall not be put to shame when they speak with their enemies in the gate.