Psalms 127

1A Song of the Ascents, by Solomon. If Jehovah doth not build the house, In vain have its builders laboured at it, If Jehovah doth not watch a city, In vain hath a watchman waked.

1A gradual canticle. Blessed are all they that fear the Lord: that walk in his ways.

2Vain for you who are rising early, Who delay sitting, eating the bread of griefs, So He giveth to His beloved one sleep.

2For thou shalt eat the labours of thy hands: blessed art thou, and it shall be well with thee.

3Lo, an inheritance of Jehovah <FI>are<Fi> sons, A reward <FI>is<Fi> the fruit of the womb.

3Thy wife as a fruitful vine, on the sides of thy house. Thy children as olive plants, round about thy table.

4As arrows in the hand of a mighty one, So <FI>are<Fi> the sons of the young men.

4Behold, thus shall the man be blessed that feareth the Lord.

5O the happiness of the man Who hath filled his quiver with them, They are not ashamed, For they speak with enemies in the gate!

5May the Lord bless thee out of Sion: and mayst thou see the good things of Jerusalem all the days of thy life.

6(not in this translation)

6And mayst thou see thy children's children, peace upon Israel.