Psalms Chapter[BR] 127

1 Unless the Lord builds the house, its builders work for nothing. Unless the Lord watches over the city, the men who watch over it stay awake for nothing.

2 You rise up early, and go to bed late, and work hard for your food, all for nothing. For the Lord gives to His loved ones even while they sleep.

3 See, children are a gift from the Lord. The children born to us are our special pay.

Psalms Chapter[BR] 127

4 The children of a young man are like arrows in the hand of a soldier.

5 Happy is the man who has many of them. They will not be put to shame when they speak in the gate with those who hate them.