Psalm 127

God’s Blessings in the Home

A Song of Ascents. Of Solomon.
¹Unless the Lord builds the house,
   those who build it labour in vain.
Unless the Lord guards the city,
   the guard keeps watch in vain.
²It is in vain that you rise up early
   and go late to rest,
eating the bread of anxious toil;
   for he gives sleep to his beloved.^*

³Sons are indeed a heritage from the Lord,
   the fruit of the womb a reward.
⁴Like arrows in the hand of a warrior
   are the sons of one’s youth.
⁵Happy is the man who has
   his quiver full of them.
He shall not be put to shame
   when he speaks with his enemies in the gate.