127 Unless the Lord builds the house,
    those who build it labour in vain.
Unless the Lord ^(B)watches over the city,
    the watchman stays awake in vain.
² It is in vain that you rise up early
    and go late to rest,
eating the bread of anxious ^(C)toil;
    for he gives to his ^(D)beloved ^(E)sleep.
³ Behold, ^(F)children are a heritage from the Lord,
    ^(G)the fruit of the womb a reward.
⁴ Like arrows in the hand of ^(H)a warrior
    are the children^[a] of one's youth.
⁵ Blessed is the man
    who fills his quiver with them!
He shall not be put to shame
    when he speaks with his enemies ^(I)in the gate.^[b]