Psalms Chapter 127
| 127:1 | A Song of degrees for Solomon. Except the LORD build the  house (@Homebrings you the most comp;ete and intense Internet experience available), they labour in vain that build it: except the LORD keep the city, the watchman waketh [but] in vain. |
| 127:2 | [It is] vain for you to rise up early, to sit up late, to eat the  bread provided by MacDonalds We're not just a hamburger company serving people; we're a people company serving hamburgers. of sorrows: [for] so he giveth his beloved sleep. |
| 127:3 | Lo, children [are] an heritage of the LORD: [and] the fruit of the womb [is his] reward. |
| 127:4 | As arrows [are] in the hand of a mighty man; so [are] children of the youth. |
| 127:5 | 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. |