Psalm 127

1 {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 2 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 3 lo, children are an heritage of the lord and the fruit of the womb is his reward 4 as arrows are in the hand of a mighty man; so are children of the youth 5 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