Psalm 127 :: Amplified Bible (AMP)

A Song of [fn]Ascents. Of Solomon.

Unless the LORD builds the house,

They labor in vain who build it;

Unless the LORD guards the city,

The watchman keeps awake in vain.

It is vain for you to rise early,

To retire late,

To eat the bread of anxious labors—

For He gives [blessings] to His beloved even in his sleep.

Behold, children are a heritage and gift from the LORD,

The fruit of the womb a reward.

Like arrows in the hand of a warrior,

So are the children of one’s youth.

How blessed [happy and fortunate] is the man whose quiver is filled with them;

They will not be ashamed

When they speak with their enemies [in gatherings] at the [city] gate.

See Psalm 120 title note.

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