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(Song of the goings up; of Solomon’s.) 127 If Jehovah is not building a house its builders have taken useless trouble on it; If Jehovah is not guarding a city a guardsman has been uselessly vigilant. 2** It is useless for you when you get up early, do not sit down till late, Keep busy while you eat; he gives his loved ones the same in sleep. 3 Sons, now, are Jehovah’s allotting; the fruit of a wife’s body is a reward. 4 Like arrows in a champion’s hand, such are the sons of youthful years; 5 Happy the man who has filled his quiver with them. They will not come to grief when they speak with enemies in the gate.