17 lines
597 B
Markdown
17 lines
597 B
Markdown
# Chapter 127
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1 Unless the Lord builds the house,
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those who build it labor in vain.
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Unless the Lord watches over the city,
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the watchman stays awake in vain.
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2 It is in vain that you rise up early
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and go late to rest,
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eating the bread of anxious toil;
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for he gives to his beloved sleep.
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3 Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord,
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the fruit of the womb a reward.
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4 Like arrows in the hand of a warrior
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are the children of one's youth.
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5 Blessed is the man
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who fills his quiver with them!
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He shall not be put to shame
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when he speaks with his enemies in the gate. |