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1 Unless the LORD builds the house, its builders labor in vain.
Unless the LORD guards the city, the watchman stays awake in vain.
2 It is in vain that you rise early and stay up late, eating the bread of painful toil;
for he gives sleep to his beloved.
3 Indeed, children are a heritage from the LORD;
the fruit of the womb is a reward.
4 Like arrows in a warrior’s hand are sons born in one’s youth.
5 Blessed is the man who fills his quiver with them!
They will not be put to shame when they speak with enemies at the gate.