Psalms 127 : 1 (HCSB)
*A Solomonic song of ascents. Unless the LORD builds a house, its builders labor over it in vain; unless the LORD watches over a city, the watchman stays alert in vain.
Psalms 127 : 2 (HCSB)
In vain you get up early and stay up late, eating food earned by hard work; certainly He gives sleep to the one He loves.
Psalms 127 : 3 (HCSB)
Sons are indeed a heritage from the LORD, children, a reward.
Psalms 127 : 4 (HCSB)
Like arrows in the hand of a warrior are the sons born in one's youth.
Psalms 127 : 5 (HCSB)
Happy is the man who has filled his quiver with them. Such men will never be put to shame when they speak with *their enemies at the city gate.

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