CHAPTER 127
A Song
of Ascents.
Of Solomon.
Unless
the LORD
builds
the house,
its builders
labor
in
vain;
unless
the LORD
protects
the city,
its watchmen
stand guard
in vain.
In vain
you
rise
early
and stay up
late,
toiling
for bread
to eat—
for
He gives
sleep
to His beloved.
Blessed
is the man
whose
quiver
is full
of them.
He will not
be put to shame
when
he confronts
the enemies
at the gate.