Psalms 127

1 [A Song of Ascents. By Solomon.] Unless YHWH builds the house, they labor in vain who build it. Unless YHWH watches over the city, the watchman guards it in vain.

A Canticle in steps: of Solomon. Unless the Lord has built the house, those who build it have labored in vain. Unless the Lord has guarded the city, he who guards it watches in vain.

2 It is vain for you to rise up early, to stay up late, eating the bread of toil; for he gives sleep to his loved ones.

It is in vain that you rise before daylight, that you rise up after you have sat down, you who chew the bread of sorrow. Whereas, to his beloved, he will give sleep.

3 Look, children are a heritage of YHWH. The fruit of the womb is a reward.

Behold, the inheritance of the Lord is sons, the reward is the fruit of the womb.

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

Like arrows in the hand of the powerful, so are the sons of those who have been cast out.

5 Blessed is the man who has his quiver full of them. They won't be disappointed when they speak with their enemies in the gate.

Blessed is the man who has filled his desire from these things. He will not be confounded when he speaks to his enemies at the gate.