# Psalm 127 A Song of Ascents. Of Solomon. 
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1. Unless the LORD builds the house, those who build it labor in vain. Unless the LORD watches over the city, the watchman stays awake in vain. 
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2. It is in vain that you rise up early and go late to rest, eating the bread of anxious toil; for he gives to his beloved sleep. 
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3. Behold, children are a heritage from the LORD, the fruit of the womb a reward. 
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4. Like arrows in the hand of a warrior are the children of one’s youth. 
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5. Blessed is the man who fills his quiver with them! He shall not be put to shame when he speaks with his enemies in the gate. 

(ESV)