Unless the LORD
abuilds
the house
, They labor
in vain
who build
it; Unless
the LORD
bguards
the city
, The watchman
keeps
awake
in vain
.
It is vain for you to rise
up early
, To 1retire
late
, To aeat
the bread
of 2painful
labors
; For He gives
to His bbeloved
ceven in his sleep
.
Behold, achildren
are a 1gift
of the LORD
, The bfruit
of the womb
is a reward
.
Like arrows in the hand
of a awarrior
, So
are the children
of one's youth
.
How ablessed is the man
whose
quiver
is full
of them; bThey will not be ashamed
When
they cspeak
with their enemies
din the gate
.