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1 A song of ascents,2 by Solomon.
If the Lord does not build a house,3 then those who build it work in vain.
If the Lord does not guard a city,4 then the watchman stands guard in vain.
2 It is vain for you to rise early, come home late,
and work so hard for your food.5 Yes,6 he can provide for those whom he loves even when they sleep.7 3 Yes,8 sons9 are a gift from the Lord, the fruit of the womb is a reward.
4 Sons born during one’s youth
are like arrows in a warrior’s hand.10 5 How blessed is the man who fills his quiver with them!
They will not be put to shame11 when they confront12 enemies at the city gate.