Unless Jehovah builds the house,
The builders have labored in vain.
Unless Jehovah guards the city,
Its watchmen stay awake in vain.
When you rise early and stay up late
Toiling for food to eat is in vain,
For he grants sleep to those he loves.
Indeed children are a gift from Jehovah;
The fruit of the womb is a reward from him.
Like arrows in the hand of a warrior,
Are children who are born to us when we’re young.
Happy the man whose quiver is full with them,
For such men will never be put to shame
When they contend with accusers in court.
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