127Verse 1“A song of the degrees for Solomon.” Unless the Lord do build the house, in vain labor they that build on it: unless the Lord guard the city, in vain is the watchman wakeful.Verse 2It is in vain for you to be early in rising, to be late in sitting up, eating the bread of painful toils; [for] so doth he give unto his beloved during sleep.Verse 3Lo, children are an inheritance from the Lord: a reward is the fruit of the body.Verse 4Like arrows in the hand of a mighty man, so are the children of youth.Verse 5Happy is the man that hath his quiver filled with them: they shall not be put to shame, when they do speak with the enemies in the gate.
Psalms 127 — ILT
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