Psalm 127

A Song of Ascents. By Solomon.

127 Unless Yahweh builds the house,

    they who build it labor in vain.

Unless Yahweh watches over the city,

    the watchman guards it in vain.

2 It is vain for you to rise up early,

    to stay up late,

    eating the bread of toil,

    for he gives sleep to his loved ones.

3 Behold, children are a heritage of Yahweh.

    The fruit of the womb is his reward.

4 As arrows in the hand of a mighty man,

    so are the children of youth.

5 Happy is the man who has his quiver full of them.

    They won’t be disappointed when they speak with their enemies in the gate.