1 Unless the LORD builds the house,They labor in vain who build it;Unless the LORD guards the city,The watchman keeps awake in vain. 2 It is vain for you to rise up early,To retire late,To eat the bread of painful labors;For He gives to His beloved even in his sleep. 3 Behold, children are a gift of the LORD,The fruit of the womb is a reward. 4 Like arrows in the hand of a warrior,So are the children of one’s youth. 5 How blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them;They will not be ashamedWhen they speak with their enemies in the gate.