[1] Unless the Lord builds the house, They labor in vain who build it; Unless the Lord guards the city, The watchman stays awake in vain.
[2] It is vain for you to rise up early, To sit up late, To eat the bread of sorrows; For so He gives His beloved sleep.
[3] Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord, The fruit of the womb is a reward.
[4] Like arrows in the hand of a warrior, So are the children of one’s youth.
[5] Happy is the man who has his quiver full of them; They shall not be ashamed, But shall speak with their enemies in the gate.
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