1
Except the Lord build the house, they labour in vain that build it: Except the Lord keep the city, the watchman waketh but in vain.
2
It is vain for you to rise up early, to sit up late, To eat the bread of sorrows: For so he giveth his beloved sleep.
3
Lo, children are an heritage of the Lord: And the fruit of the womb is his reward.
4
As arrows are in the hand of a mighty man; So are children of the youth.
5
Happy is the man that hath his quiver full of them: They shall not be ashamed, But they shall speak with the enemies in the gate.