Children Are a Blessing and a Gift

 Psalm 127

Unless the Lord builds the house,

They labor in vain who build it;

Unless the Lord guards the city,

The watchman stays awake in vain.

It is vain for you to rise up early,

To sit up late,

To eat the bread of sorrows;

For so He gives His beloved sleep.

Behold, children are a heritage from

the Lord,

The fruit of the womb is a reward.

Like arrows in the hand of a warrior,

So are the children of one's youth.

Happy is the man who has his quiver

full of them;*

They shall not be ashamed,

But shall speak with their enemies in

the gate.

  

*(As my dad says, "Who wants to go to war with only even 6 arrows unless you have to)

 Psalm 128

Blessed is every one who fears

the Lord,

Who walks in His ways.

When you eat the labor of your hands,

You shall be happy and it shall be well with you.

Your wife like a fruitful vine

In the very heart of your house,

Your children like olive plants

All around your table.

Behold, thus shall the man be blessed

Who fears the Lord.

The Lord bless you out of Zion,

And may you see the good of Jerusalem

All the days of your life.

Yes, may you see your children's children.

Peace be upon Israel!

We memorized these chapters at Pilgrims Rest family camp a few years ago. Brochures for camp are now available!