Psalm 127
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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. Begin Abide·
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In vain you rise early and stay up late, toiling for bread to eat—for He gives sleep to His beloved. Begin Abide·
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Children are indeed a heritage from the LORD, and the fruit of the womb is His reward. Begin Abide·
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Like arrows in the hand of a warrior, so are children born in one’s youth. Begin Abide·
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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. Begin Abide·