Psalms 
 127
  - Unless the LORD builds the house, its builders 
    labor in vain. Unless the LORD watches over the city, the watchmen stand guard 
    in vain.
- In vain you rise early and stay up late, 
    toiling for food to eat --  
    for he grants sleep to those he loves.
- Sons are a heritage from the LORD, children 
    a reward from him.
- Like arrows in the hands of a warrior are 
    sons born in one's youth.
- Blessed 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. 
 
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