- Unless the LORD builds the house, They labor in vain who build it; Unless the LORD guards the city, The watchman keeps awake in vain.
- It is vain for you to rise up early, To retire late, To eat the bread of painful labors; For He gives to His beloved even in his sleep.
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- Like arrows in the hand of a warrior, So are the children of one's youth.
- How blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them; They will not be ashamed When they speak with their enemies in the gate.
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