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A Song of Ascents; of Solomon. 
 1 Except Jehovah build the house, 
They labor in vain that build it: 
Except Jehovah keep the city, 
The watchman waketh but in vain. 
 2 It is vain for you to rise up early, 
To take rest late, 
To eat the bread of toil; 
For so he giveth unto his beloved sleep. 
 3 Lo, children are a heritage of Jehovah; 
And the fruit of the womb is his reward. 
 4 As arrows in the hand of a mighty man, 
So are the children of youth. 
 5 Happy is the man that hath his quiver full of them: 
They shall not be put to shame, 
When they speak with their enemies in the gate.