 1 A Song of degrees for Solomon. Unless the Lord builds the house, those who build it labor in vain. Unless the Lord keeps the city, the watchman stays awake in vain. 2 It is vain for you to rise up early, to sit up late, and to eat the bread of sorrows. Because He gives sleep to His beloved. 3 Children are the inheritance of the Lord. The fruit of the womb is a reward. 4 Like arrows in the hand of a mighty man, so are the children of the young. 5 Blessed is the man who has his quiver full of them. They will not be ashamed. But they will speak with the enemies in the gate.
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