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1  A song of ascents, by Solomon. 
If the Lord does not build a house, 
then those who build it work in vain. 
If the Lord does not guard a city, 
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. 
Yes, he can provide for those whom he loves even when they sleep. 
3  Yes, sons 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. 
5  How blessed is the man who fills his quiver with them! 
They will not be put to shame when they confront enemies at the city gate.