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 Unless the watches over the city, * in vain the watchman keeps his vigil.

It is in vain that you rise so early and go to bed so late; * vain, too, to eat the bread of toil, for he gives to his beloved sleep.

Children are a heritage from the, * and the fruit of the womb is a gift.

Like arrows in the hand of a warrior * are the children of one’s youth.

Happy is the man who has his quiver full of them! * he shall not be put to shame when he contends with his enemies in the gate.

Happy are they all who fear the, * and who follow in his ways!

You shall eat the fruit of your labor; * happiness and prosperity shall be yours.

Your wife shall be like a fruitful vine within your house, * your children like olive shoots round about your table.

The man who fears the * shall thus indeed be blessed.

The bless you from Zion, * and may you see the prosperity of Jerusalem all the days of your life.

May you live to see your children’s children; * may peace be upon Israel.