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

Behold, (B)children are a heritage from the Lord,
(C)The fruit of the womb is a (D)reward.
Like arrows in the hand of a warrior,
So are the children of one’s youth.

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In vain you rise early
    and stay up late,
toiling for food(A) to eat—
    for he grants sleep(B) to[a] those he loves.(C)

Children are a heritage from the Lord,
    offspring a reward(D) from him.
Like arrows(E) in the hands of a warrior
    are children born in one’s youth.

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 127:2 Or eat— / for while they sleep he provides for