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 A Song of degrees for Solomon. 1  Except the LORD build the house, they labour in vain
that build it: except the LORD keep the city, the watchman waketh but in
vain.
               2 It is vain for you to rise up early, to sit up late, to eat the
bread of sorrows: for so he giveth his beloved sleep.
               3 Lo, children are an heritage of the LORD: and the fruit
of the womb is his reward.
               4 As arrows are in the hand of a mighty man; so are
children of the youth.
               5 Happy is the man that hath his quiver full of them: they shall
not be ashamed, but they shall speak with the enemies in the gate.   
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