Psalms
127
- Unless the LORD builds the house, its builders
labor in vain. Unless the LORD watches over the city, the watchmen stand guard
in vain.
- In vain you rise early and stay up late,
toiling for food to eat --
for he grants sleep to those he loves.
- Sons are a heritage from the LORD, children
a reward from him.
- Like arrows in the hands of a warrior are
sons born in one's youth.
- Blessed is the man whose quiver is full of
them. They will not be put to shame when they contend with their enemies in
the gate.
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