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 SONG OF THE ASCENTS. BY SOLOMON. If YHWH does not build the house, Its builders have labored at it in vain, If YHWH does not watch a city, A watchman has awoken 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.

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

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

Behold, sons [are] an inheritance of YHWH, The fruit of the womb [is] a reward.

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

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

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.

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