19_PSA_127_01 A song of degrees for Solomon. except the LORD build the house, they labour in vain that build it: except the LORD keep the city, the watchman waketh [ but] in vain.
19_PSA_127_02 [ it Is] vain for you to rise up early, to sit up late, to eat the bread of sorrows: [ for] So he giveth his beloved Sleep.
19_PSA_127_03 Lo, children [ are] an heritage of the LORD: [ And] the fruit of the womb [ Is his] reward.
19_PSA_127_04 as arrows [ are] in the hand of A mighty man; So [ are] children of the youth.
19_PSA_127_05 Happy [ Is] the man that hath his quiver full of them: they shall not be ashamed, but they shall speak with the enemies in the gate.