Psalms 127

1 A Song of Ascents; of Solomon. Except the LORD build the house, they labour in vain that build it; except the LORD keep the city, the watchman waketh but in vain.

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:

2 It is vain for you that ye rise early, and sit up late, ye that eat the bread of toil; so He giveth unto His beloved in sleep.

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.

3 Lo, children are a heritage of the LORD; the fruit of the womb is a reward.

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

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

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

5 Happy is the man that hath his quiver full of them; they shall not be put to shame, when they speak with their enemies in the gate.

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