Psalms 127

1 A Song of Ascents; of Solomon. Except the LORD build the house, they labour in vain that build it; except the LORD keep the city, the watchman waketh but in vain.

Unless the Lord build the house, they labour in vain that build it. Unless the Lord keep the city, he watcheth in vain that keepeth it.

2 It is vain for you that ye rise early, and sit up late, ye that eat the bread of toil; so He giveth unto His beloved in sleep.

It is vain for you to rise before light, rise ye after you have sitten, you that eat the bread of sorrow. When he shall give sleep to his beloved,

3 Lo, children are a heritage of the LORD; the fruit of the womb is a reward.

Behold the inheritance of the Lord are children: the reward, the fruit of the womb.

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

As arrows in the hand of the mighty, so the children of them that have been shaken.

5 Happy is the man that hath his quiver full of them; they shall not be put to shame, when they speak with their enemies in the gate.

Blessed is the man that hath filled the desire with them; he shall not be confounded when he shall speak to his enemies in the gate.