Psalms 127 (NIV11)
undefined A song of ascents. Of Solomon. 1 Unless the LORD builds the house,the builders labor in vain.Unless the LORD watches over the city,the guards stand watch in vain. 2 In vain you rise earlyand stay up late,toiling for food to eat—for he grants sleep to those he loves. 3 Children are a heritage from the LORD,offspring a reward from him. 4 Like arrows in the hands of a warriorare children born in one’s youth. 5 Blessed is the manwhose quiver is full of them.They will not be put to shamewhen they contend with their opponents in court.