诗篇 第127章 共150章
- 1Unless the LORD builds the house, its builders labor in vain. Unless the LORD watches over the city, the watchmen stand guard in vain.
- 2In vain you rise early and stay up late, toiling for food to eat- for he grants sleep to those he loves.
- 3Sons are a heritage from the LORD , children a reward from him.
- 4Like arrows in the hands of a warrior are sons born in one's youth.
- 5Blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them. They will not be put to shame when they contend with their enemies in the gate.