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16 lines
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# Chapter 127
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1 Unless the Lord builds the house,
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They labor in vain who build it;
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Unless the Lord guards the city,
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The watchman stays awake in vain.
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2 It is vain for you to rise up early,
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To sit up late,
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To eat the bread of sorrows;
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For so He gives 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 is a reward.
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4 Like arrows in the hand of a warrior,
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So are the children of one’s youth.
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5 Happy is the man who has his quiver full of them;
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They shall not be ashamed,
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But shall speak with their enemies in the gate. |