Àwọn Ẹsẹ Bíbélì Tí Ọ̀pọ̀ Èèyàn Mọ Psalms 127

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Unless the LORD builds a house, its builders labor over it in vain;  unless the LORD watches over a city, the watchman stays alert in vain.

Sons are indeed a heritage from the  LORD, offspring, a reward.  Like arrows in the hand of a warrior are the sons born in one’s youth.