[1]Unless the Lord build the house, they labour in vain that build it. Unless the Lord keep the city, he watcheth in vain that keepeth it.[2]It is vain for you to rise before light, rise ye after you have sitten, you that eat the bread of sorrow. When he shall give sleep to his beloved,[3]behold the inheritance of the Lord are children: the reward, the fruit of the womb.[4]As arrows in the hand of the mighty, so the children of them that have been shaken.[5]Blessed is the man that hath filled the desire with them; he shall not be confounded when he shall speak to his enemies in the gate.