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1 Unless the Lord abuilds the house, They labor in vain who build it; Unless the Lord bguards the city, The watchman keeps awake in vain. 2 It is vain for you to rise up early, To retire late, To aeat the bread of painful labors; For He gives to His bbeloved ceven in his sleep. 3 Behold, achildren are a gift of the Lord, The bfruit of the womb is a reward. 4 Like arrows in the hand of a awarrior, So are the children of one's youth. 5 How ablessed is the man whose quiver is full of them; bThey will not be ashamed When they cspeak with their enemies din the gate.