Psalm 127

¹Unless the Lord builds the house, *their labor is in vain who build it.

²Unless the Lord watches over the city, *in vain the watchman keeps his vigil.

³It is in vain that you rise so early and go to bed so late; *vain, too, to eat the bread of toil, for he gives to his beloved sleep.

⁴Children are a heritage from the Lord, *and the fruit of the womb is a gift.

⁵Like arrows in the hand of a warrior *are the children of one’s youth.

⁶Happy is the man who has his quiver full of them! *he shall not be put to shame when he contends with his enemies in the gate.