Psummer of Psalms: Psalm 127

Psalm 127

Unless the LORD Builds the House

A Song of Ascents. Of Solomon.

[1] Unless the LORD builds the house,

those who build it labor in vain.

Unless the LORD watches over the city,

the watchman stays awake in vain.

[2] It is in vain that you rise up early

and go late to rest,

eating the bread of anxious toil;

for he gives to his beloved sleep.

[3] Behold, children are a heritage from the LORD,

the fruit of the womb a reward.

[4] Like arrows in the hand of a warrior

are the children of one’s youth.

[5] Blessed is the man

who fills his quiver with them!

He shall not be put to shame

when he speaks with his enemies in the gate. (ESV)