Psalms 127

1 A song of degrees, or Psalme of Salomon. Except the Lord build the house, they labour in vaine that build it: except the Lord keepe the citie, the keeper watcheth in vaine.

A Song of degrees. Of Solomon. Unless Jehovah build the house, in vain do its builders labour in it; unless Jehovah keep the city, the keeper watcheth in vain:

2 It is in vaine for you to rise earely, and to lie downe late, and eate the bread of sorow: but he wil surely giue rest to his beloued.

It is vain for you to rise up early, to lie down late, to eat the bread of sorrows: so to his beloved one he giveth sleep.

3 Beholde, children are the inheritance of the Lord, and the fruite of the wombe his rewarde.

Lo, children are an inheritance from Jehovah, [and] the fruit of the womb a reward.

4 As are the arrowes in the hand of ye strong man: so are the children of youth.

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

5 Blessed is the man, that hath his quiuer full of them: for they shall not be ashamed, when they speake with their enemies in the gate.

Happy is the man that hath filled his quiver with them. They shall not be ashamed when they speak with enemies in the gate.