²⁰ Your strength shall be spent to no purpose: your land shall not yield its produce, and the trees of the land shall not yield their fruit.^(A)

Psalm 127

God’s Blessings in the Home

A Song of Ascents. Of Solomon.

¹⁷ for then the anger of the Lord will be kindled against you, and he will shut up the heavens, so that there will be no rain, and the land will not yield its produce; then you will perish quickly off the good land that the Lord is giving you.^(A)

⁴ I will give you your rains in their season, and the land shall yield its produce, and the trees of the field shall yield their fruit.

¹¹ I am afraid that my work for you may have been wasted.

⁶ I planted, Apollos watered, but God gave the growth.

¹⁶ how did you fare?^[a] When one came to a heap of twenty measures, there were but ten; when one came to the wine vat to draw fifty measures, there were but twenty.^(A)

⁹ You have looked for much, but it came to little, and when you brought it home, I blew it away. Why? says the Lord of hosts. Because my house lies in ruins, while all of you hurry off to your own houses.^{(A) 10} Therefore the heavens above you have withheld the dew, and the earth has withheld its produce.^{(B) 11} And I have called for a drought^[a] on the land and the hills, on the grain, the new wine, the oil, on what the soil produces, on humans and animals, and on all their labors.”^(C)