[1]A Song of Ascents; of Solomon. Except 𐤉𐤇𐤅𐤇 build the house, they labour in vain that build it; except 𐤉𐤇𐤅𐤇 keep the city, the watchman waketh but in vain.[2]It is vain for you that ye rise early, and sit up late, ye that eat the bread of toil; so He giveth unto His beloved in sleep.[3]Lo, children are a heritage of 𐤉𐤇𐤅𐤇; the fruit of the womb is a reward.[4]As arrows in the hand of a mighty man, so are the children of one's 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.