127:1  A Song of Ascents. By Solomon. Unless Yahweh builds the house, They labor in vain who build it. Unless Yahweh watches over the city, The watchman guards it in vain.

127:2  It is vain for you to rise up early, To stay up late, Eating the bread of toil; For he gives sleep to his loved ones.

127:3  Behold, children are a heritage of Yahweh. The fruit of the womb is his reward.

127:4  As arrows in the hand of a mighty man, So are the children of youth.

127:5  Happy is the man who has his quiver full of them. They won't be disappointed when they speak with their enemies in the gate.