1Unless the LORD builds a house, They who build it labor in vain; Unless the LORD guards a city, The watchman stays awake in vain.
2It is futile for you to rise up early, To [1324]stay up late, To eat the bread of painful labor; This is how He gives to His beloved sleep.
3Behold, children are a [1325]gift of the LORD, The fruit of the womb is a reward.
4Like arrows in the hand of a warrior, So are the children of one’s youth.
5Blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them; They will not be ashamed When they speak with their enemies in the gate.