|[A Song of Ascents. Of Solomon.]|
|Unless the LORD builds the house, |
those who build it labor in vain.
Unless the LORD watches over the city,
the watchman stays awake in vain.
|Prayer against Israel's Enemies. Psalm 127(v126)|
|It is in vain that you rise up early and go late to rest, |
eating the bread of anxious toil;
for he gives to his beloved sleep.
|Lo, sons are a heritage from the LORD, |
the fruit of the womb a reward.
|Like arrows in the hand of a warrior |
are the sons of one's youth.
|Happy is the man who has his quiver full of them! |
He shall not be put to shame
when he speaks with his enemies in the gate.
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