1Unless Yahweh builds the house,
those who build it labour in vain.
Unless Yahweh watches over the city,
the watchman stays awake in vain. 2It 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.
3Lo, sons are a heritage from Yahweh,
the fruit of the womb a reward. 4Like arrows in the hand of a warrior
are the sons of one's youth. 5Happy 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.