Psalms 127

1 A song of degrees, or Psalme of Salomon. Except the Lord build the house, they labour in vaine that build it: except the Lord keepe the citie, the keeper watcheth in vaine.

A Canticle in steps: of Solomon. Unless the Lord has built the house, those who build it have labored in vain. Unless the Lord has guarded the city, he who guards it watches in vain.

2 It is in vaine for you to rise earely, and to lie downe late, and eate the bread of sorow: but he wil surely giue rest to his beloued.

It is in vain that you rise before daylight, that you rise up after you have sat down, you who chew the bread of sorrow. Whereas, to his beloved, he will give sleep.

3 Beholde, children are the inheritance of the Lord, and the fruite of the wombe his rewarde.

Behold, the inheritance of the Lord is sons, the reward is the fruit of the womb.

4 As are the arrowes in the hand of ye strong man: so are the children of youth.

Like arrows in the hand of the powerful, so are the sons of those who have been cast out.

5 Blessed is the man, that hath his quiuer full of them: for they shall not be ashamed, when they speake with their enemies in the gate.

Blessed is the man who has filled his desire from these things. He will not be confounded when he speaks to his enemies at the gate.