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127:1  A song of ascents, by Solomon. If the LORD does not build a house, then those who build it work in vain. If the LORD does not guard a city, then the watchman stands guard in vain.
127:2  It is vain for you to rise early, come home late, and work so hard for your food. Yes, he can provide for those whom he loves even when they sleep.
127:3  Yes, sons are a gift from the LORD, the fruit of the womb is a reward.
127:4  Sons born during one's youth are like arrows in a warrior's hand.
127:5  How blessed is the man who fills his quiver with them! They will not be put to shame when they confront enemies at the city gate.