2 De nada serve o trabalhar desde a madrugada até altas horas da noite, e comer o pão ganho com suor. Pois que Deus quer dar aos seus filhos o justo descanso.4 Os filhos que nos nascem na nossa juventude são como armas nas mãos de um militar competente.5 Felizes são os que fazem uma boa provisão deles. Nunca hão-de ficar mal quando tiverem de se confrontar com os adversários.

1 A Song of degrees for Solomon. Except the LORD shall build the house, they labor in vain that build it: except the LORD shall keep the city, the watchman waketh in vain.2 It is vain for you to rise early, to sit up late, to eat the bread of sorrows: for so he giveth his beloved sleep.3 Lo, children are a heritage of the LORD: and the fruit of the womb is his reward.4 As arrows are in the hand of a mighty man: so are children of the youth.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.