1A Song of the Ascents, of Solomon. Unless YHWH builds the house, in vain do its builders labor on it; unless YHWH keeps the city, in vain does the watchman keep watch.
2In vain for you is rising early, sitting late, eating the bread of toils; so He gives to His beloved sleep.
3Behold, an inheritance of YHWH are sons; a reward is the fruit of the womb.
4Like arrows in the hand of a mighty one, so are the sons of one's youth.
5Happy is the man who has filled his quiver with them; they shall not be put to shame when they speak with enemies in the gate.