Psalms 127

1 “A song of the degrees for Solomon.” Unless the Lord do build the house, in vain labor they that build on it: unless the Lord guard the city, in vain is the watchman wakeful.

Except the LORD build the house, they labor in vain that build it: except the LORD keep the city, the watchman wakes but in vain.

2 It is in vain for you to be early in rising, to be late in sitting up, eating the bread of painful toils; [for] so doth he give unto his beloved during sleep.

It is vain for you to rise up early, to sit up late, to eat the bread of sorrows: for so he gives his beloved sleep.

3 Lo, children are an inheritance from the Lord: a reward is the fruit of the body.

See, children are an heritage of the LORD: and the fruit of the womb is his reward.

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

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

5 Happy is the man that hath his quiver filled with them: they shall not be put to shame, when they do speak with the enemies in the gate.

Happy is the man that has his quiver full of them: they shall not be ashamed, but they shall speak with the enemies in the gate.