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Chapter 127
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1 A song of ascents. Of Solomon. Unless the LORD build the house, they labor in vain who build. Unless the LORD guard the city, in vain does the guard keep watch.
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It is vain for you to rise early and put off your rest at night, To eat bread earned by hard toil - all this God gives to his beloved in sleep.
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Children too are a gift from the LORD, the fruit of the womb, a reward.
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Like arrows in the hand of a warrior are the children born in one's youth.
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2 Blessed are they whose quivers are full. They will never be shamed contending with foes at the gate.