KJV
Psalms 127

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.