Bible

Psalm 127

A song for pilgrims ascending to Jerusalem. A psalm of Solomon. 1Unless the LORD builds a house,the work of the builders is wasted.Unless the LORD protects a city,guarding it with sentries will do no good. 2 It is useless for you to work so hardfrom early morning until late at night,anxiously working for food to eat;for God gives rest to his loved ones.

3Children are a gift from the LORD;they are a reward from him. 4 Children born to a young manare like arrows in a warrior’s hands. 5 How joyful is the man whose quiver is full of them!He will not be put to shame when he confronts his accusers at the city gates.