CLV(i)
1 {A Song of Ascents, Solomonic{ If Yahweh Himself is not building a house, Its builders toil futilely in it. If Yahweh Himself is not guarding a city, The sentinel is alert futilely."
2 Futile is it for you to rise early, And stay up late, Eating the bread of grievous labor; Yet so is He giving to His beloved in their sleep."
3 Behold, sons are an allotment from Yahweh; The fruit of the belly is a reward."
4 Like arrows in the hand of a master, So are the sons of youthful parents."
5 Happy is the master who fills his quiver with them; They shall not be ashamed When they are speaking with enemies in the gateway.