A Song of Ascents; of Solomon.
1 Except theLordbuild the house, they labour in vain that build it: except theLordkeep the city, the watchman waketh but in vain.
2 It is vain for you that ye rise up early, and so late take rest, and eat the bread of toil:forso he giveth unto his beloved sleep.
3 Lo, children are an heritage of theLord:andthe fruit of the womb ishisreward.
4 As arrows in the hand of a mighty man, so are the children of youth.
5 Happy is the man that hath his quiver full of them: they shall not be ashamed, when they speak with their enemies in the gate.