Ps 127:1Unless the LORD builds the house, They labor in vain who build it; Unless the LORD guards the city, The watchman keeps awake in vain. [Ps 121:1, 3, 5]
Ps 127:2It is vain for you to rise early, To retire late, To eat the bread of anxious labors-- For He gives [blessings] to His beloved even in his sleep.
Ps 127:3¶ Behold, children are a heritage and gift from the LORD, The fruit of the womb a reward. [Deut 28:4]
Ps 127:4Like arrows in the hand of a warrior, So are the children of one's youth.
Ps 127:5How blessed [happy and fortunate] is the man whose quiver is filled with them; They will not be ashamed When they speak with their enemies [in gatherings] at the [city] gate. A Song of Ascents.<SS>