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.

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 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 sit up late, to eat the bread of sorrows: for so he gives his beloved sleep.

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

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

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

As arrows are in the hand of a mighty man; so are children of the 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 has his quiver full of them: they shall not be ashamed, but they shall speak with the enemies in the gate.