Psalms 127
Psalm 127
A pilgrimage song. Of Solomon.
1Unless it is the LORD who builds the house,
the builders’ work is pointless.
Unless it is the LORD who protects the city,
the guard on duty is pointless.
2It is pointless that you get up early and stay up late,
eating the bread of hard labor
because God gives sleep to those he loves.
3No doubt about it: children are a gift from the LORD;
the fruit of the womb is a divine reward.
4The children born when one is young
are like arrows in the hand of a warrior.
5The person who fills a quiver full with them is truly happy!
They won’t be ashamed when arguing with their enemies in the gate.
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