Psalms 127

1 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.

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

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 Behold, sons [are] an inheritance of YHWH, 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 one, So [are] the sons of the young men.

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

5 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!

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