Psalm 127

Unless the Lord builds the house, it builders labor in vain
Unless the Lord watches over the city, the watchmen
stand guard in vain.
2 In vain you rise early and stay up late, toiling for food to eat-
for He grants sleep to those He loves.
3 Sons are a heritage from the Lord, children a
reward from Him.
4 Like arrows in the hands of a warrior are
sons born in one’s youth.
5 Blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them.
They will not be put to shame when they contend
with their enemies at the gate.