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Psalm 127

Prosperity Comes from the Lord.

A Song of [a]Ascents. Of Solomon.

1Unless the Lord builds the house,
They labor in vain who build it;
Unless the Lord guards the city,
The watchman keeps awake in vain.
2 
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.

3 
Behold, children are a heritage and gift from the Lord,
The fruit of the womb a reward.
4 
Like arrows in the hand of a warrior,
So are the children of one’s youth.
5 
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.

Footnotes

  1. Psalm 127:1 See Psalm 120 title note.
Psalm 127