Scripture Reading

Ps.127

Ps.127

Ps.127.1

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.

Ps.127.1

If GOD doesn't build the house, the builders only build shacks. If GOD doesn't guard the city, the night watchman might as well nap.

Ps.127.1

Unless the LORD builds the house, its builders labor in vain. Unless the LORD watches over the city, the watchmen stand guard in vain.

Ps.127.1

Unless the LORD builds the house, They labor in vain who build it; Unless the LORD guards the city, The watchman stays awake in vain.

Ps.127.1

Unless the LORD builds a house, the work of the builders is useless. Unless the LORD protects a city, guarding it with sentries will do no good.

Ps.127.2

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.

Ps.127.2

It's useless to rise early and go to bed late, and work your worried fingers to the bone. Don't you know he enjoys giving rest to those he loves?

Ps.127.2

In vain you rise early and stay up late, toiling for food to eat- for he grants sleep to those he loves.

Ps.127.2

It is vain for you to rise up early, To sit up late, To eat the bread of sorrows; For so He gives His beloved sleep.

Ps.127.2

It is useless for you to work so hard from early morning until late at night, anxiously working for food to eat; for God gives rest to his loved ones.

Ps.127.3

Lo, children are an heritage of the LORD: and the fruit of the womb is his reward.

Ps.127.3

Don't you see that children are GOD's best gift? the fruit of the womb his generous legacy?

Ps.127.3

Sons are a heritage from the LORD, children a reward from him.

Ps.127.3

Behold, children are a heritage from the LORD, The fruit of the womb is a reward.

Ps.127.3

Children are a gift from the LORD; they are a reward from him.

Ps.127.4

As arrows are in the hand of a mighty man; so are children of the youth.

Ps.127.4

Like a warrior's fistful of arrows are the children of a vigorous youth.

Ps.127.4

Like arrows in the hands of a warrior are sons born in one's youth.

Ps.127.4

Like arrows in the hand of a warrior, So are the children of one's youth.

Ps.127.4

Children born to a young man are like sharp arrows in a warrior's hands.

Ps.127.5

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.

Ps.127.5

Oh, how blessed are you parents, with your quivers full of children! Your enemies don't stand a chance against you; you'll sweep them right off your doorstep.

Ps.127.5

Blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them. They will not be put to shame when they contend with their enemies in the gate.

Ps.127.5

Happy is the man who has his quiver full of them; They shall not be ashamed, But shall speak with their enemies in the gate.

Ps.127.5

How happy is the man whose quiver is full of them! He will not be put to shame when he confronts his accusers at the city gates.