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{A Song of degrees.
Of Solomon.}
Unless Jehovah build the house, in vain do its builders labour in it;
unless Jehovah keep the city, the keeper watcheth in vain:
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It is vain for you to rise up early, to lie down late, to eat the bread of sorrows: so to his beloved one he giveth sleep.
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Lo, children are an inheritance from Jehovah, [and] the fruit of the womb a reward.
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As arrows in the hand of a mighty man, so are the children of youth.
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Happy is the man that hath filled his quiver with them.
They shall not be ashamed when they speak with enemies in the gate.