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127:1 [A Song of 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. 127:2 It is vain for you to rise up early, To retire late, To eat the bread of painful labors; For He gives to His beloved [even in his] sleep. 127:3 Behold, children are a gift of the LORD; The fruit of the womb is a reward. 127:4 Like arrows in the hand of a warrior, So are the children of one's youth. 127:5 How blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them; They shall not be ashamed, When they speak with their enemies in the gate.