Psalms 127

1 A Song of Degrees. Except the Lord build the house, they that build labour in vain: except the Lord keep the city, the watchman watches in vain.

A Song of the Ascents, by Solomon. If Jehovah doth not build the house, In vain have its builders laboured at it, If Jehovah doth not watch a city, In vain hath a watchman waked.

2 It is vain for you to rise early: ye rise up after resting, ye that eat the bread of grief; while he gives sleep to his beloved.

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

3 Behold, the inheritance of the Lord, children, the reward of the fruit of the womb.

Lo, an inheritance of Jehovah [are] sons, A reward [is] the fruit of the womb.

4 As arrows in the hand of a mighty man; so are the children of those who were outcasts.

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

5 Blessed is the man who shall satisfy his desire with them: they shall not be ashamed when they shall speak to their enemies in the gates.

O the happiness of the man Who hath filled his quiver with them, They are not ashamed, For they speak with enemies in the gate!