Psalms 127:5
O the happiness of the man Who hath filled his quiver with them, They are not ashamed, For they speak with enemies in the gate!
O the happiness of the man Who hath filled his quiver with them, They are not ashamed, For they speak with enemies in the gate!
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3 Lo, an inheritance of Jehovah `are' sons, A reward `is' the fruit of the womb.
4 As arrows in the hand of a mighty one, So `are' the sons of the young men.
2 The labour of thy hands thou surely eatest, Happy `art' thou, and good `is' to thee.
3 Thy wife `is' as a fruitful vine in the sides of thy house, Thy sons as olive plants around thy table.
4 Lo, surely thus is the man blessed who is fearing Jehovah.
5 Jehovah doth bless thee out of Zion, Look, then, on the good of Jerusalem, All the days of thy life,
6 And see the sons of thy sons! Peace on Israel!
8 O daughter of Babylon, O destroyed one, O the happiness of him who repayeth to thee thy deed, That thou hast done to us.
9 O the happiness of him who doth seize, And hath dashed thy sucklings on the rock!
13 For He did strengthen the bars of thy gates, He hath blessed thy sons in thy midst.
16 Its quiver `is' as an open sepulchre, All of them -- mighty ones.
12 Because our sons `are' as plants, Becoming great in their youth, Our daughters as hewn stones, Polished -- the likeness of a palace,
13 Our garners `are' full, bringing out from kind to kind, Our flocks are bringing forth thousands, Ten thousands in our out-places,
15 O the happiness of the people that is thus, O the happiness of the people whose God `is' Jehovah!
24 The father of the righteous rejoiceth greatly, The begetter of the wise rejoiceth in him.
25 Rejoice doth thy father and thy mother, Yea, she that bare thee is joyful.
6 Sons' sons `are' the crown of old men, And the glory of sons `are' their fathers.
4 Far are his sons from safety, And they are bruised in the gate, And there is no deliverer.
14 From men, Thy hand, O Jehovah, From men of the world, their portion `is' in life, And `with' Thy hidden things Thou fillest their belly, They are satisfied `with' sons; And have left their abundance to their sucklings.
2 Mighty in the earth is his seed, The generation of the upright is blessed.
4 O the happiness of those inhabiting Thy house, Yet do they praise Thee. Selah.
5 O the happiness of a man whose strength is in Thee, Highways `are' in their heart.
9 Causing the barren one of the house to sit, A joyful mother of sons; praise ye Jah!
12 He hath trodden His bow, And setteth me up as a mark for an arrow.
13 He hath caused to enter into my reins The sons of His quiver.
14 If his sons multiply -- for them `is' a sword. And his offspring `are' not satisfied `with' bread.
5 Thine arrows `are' sharp, -- Peoples fall under Thee -- In the heart of the enemies of the king.
12 For Thou makest them a butt, When Thy strings Thou preparest against their faces.
5 The satiated for bread hired themselves, And the hungry have ceased. While the barren hath borne seven, And she abounding with sons hath languished.
4 `Blessed `is' the fruit of thy womb, and the fruit of thy ground, and the fruit of thy cattle, increase of thine oxen, and wealth of thy flock.
5 `Blessed `is' thy basket and thy kneading-trough.
11 By the voice of shouters Between the places of drawing water, There they give out righteous acts of Jehovah, Righteous acts of His villages in Israel, Then ruled in the gates have the people of Jehovah.
28 Her sons have risen up, and pronounce her happy, Her husband, and he praiseth her,
19 They are not ashamed in a time of evil, And in days of famine they are satisfied.
4 Sharp arrows of a mighty one, with broom-coals.
7 And God doth shoot them `with' an arrow, Sudden have been their wounds,
2 From the mouths of infants and sucklings Thou hast founded strength, Because of Thine adversaries, To still an enemy and a self-avenger.
15 They are brought with joy and gladness, They come into the palace of the king.
6 Whoso goeth on and weepeth, Bearing the basket of seed, Surely cometh in with singing, bearing his sheaves!
26 In the fear of Jehovah `is' strong confidence, And to His sons there is a refuge.
11 Be wise, my son, and rejoice my heart. And I return my reproacher a word.
23 Against him rattle doth quiver, The flame of a spear, and a halbert.
7 The righteous is walking habitually in his integrity, O the happiness of his sons after him!
14 Jehovah addeth to you, to you, and to your sons.
32 And now, ye sons, hearken to me, Yea, happy are they who keep my ways.
15 Their sword doth enter into their own heart, And their bows are shivered.
7 They are melted as waters, They go up and down for themselves, His arrow proceedeth as they cut themselves off.
55 against giving to one of them of the flesh of his sons whom he eateth, because he hath nothing left to him, in the siege, and in the straitness with which thine enemy doth straiten thee in all thy gates.
8 Their seed is established, Before their face with them, And their offspring before their eyes.
5 O the happiness of him Who hath the God of Jacob for his help, His hope `is' on Jehovah his God,