Salmos 127

The Blessing of the Lord

A song of ascents. Of Solomon.

1 Unless the Lord builds a house,

its builders labor over it in vain;  * 127:1 Ps 78:69

unless the Lord watches over a city,

the watchman stays alert in vain.  * 127:1 Ps 121:4

2 In vain you get up early and stay up late,

working hard to have enough food —

yes, he gives sleep to the one he loves.  * 127:2 Or yes, he gives such things to his loved ones while they sleep,* 127:2 Ps 3:5; 4:8; Pr 3:24

3 Sons are indeed a heritage from the  Lord,

offspring, a reward.  * 127:3 Dt 7:13; Ps 113:9

4 Like arrows in the hand of a warrior

are the sons born in one’s youth.  * 127:4 Ps 120:4

5 Happy is the man who has filled his quiver with them.  * 127:5 Ps 128:2–3

They will never be put to shame

when they speak with their enemies at the city gate.  * 127:5 Jl 2:26–27