1 If God doesn't build the house, the builders only build shacks. If God doesn't guard the city, the night watchman might as well nap.
2 and work your worried fingers to the bone. Don't you know he enjoys giving rest to those he loves?
3 the fruit of the womb his generous legacy?
4 are the children of a vigorous youth.
5 with your quivers full of children! Your enemies don't stand a chance against you; you'll sweep them right off your doorstep.
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