The Book of Psalms, Chapter 128, Verse 2

The LORD hath done great things for us; [whereof] we are glad.

Turn again our captivity, O LORD, as the streams in the south.

They that sow in tears shall reap in joy.

He that goeth forth and weepeth, bearing precious seed, shall doubtless come again with rejoicing, bringing his sheaves [with him].

A Song of degrees for Solomon. Except the LORD build the house, they labour in vain that build it: except the LORD keep the city, the watchman waketh [but] in vain.

[It is] vain for you to rise up early, to sit up late, to eat the bread of sorrows: [for] so he giveth his beloved sleep.

Lo, children [are] an heritage of the LORD: [and] the fruit of the womb [is his] reward.

As arrows [are] in the hand of a mighty man; so [are] children of the youth.

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.

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A Song of degrees. Blessed [is] every one that feareth the LORD; that walketh in his ways.

King James Version

For thou shalt eat the labour of thine hands: happy [shalt] thou [be], and [it shall be] well with thee.

American Standard Version

For thou shalt eat the labor of thy hands: Happy shalt thou be, and it shall be well with thee.

New English Translation

You will eat what you worked so hard to grow. You will be blessed and secure.

World English Bible

For you will eat the labor of your hands. You will be happy, and it will be well with you.

Thy wife [shall be] as a fruitful vine by the sides of thine house: thy children like olive plants round about thy table.

Behold, that thus shall the man be blessed that feareth the LORD.

The LORD shall bless thee out of Zion: and thou shalt see the good of Jerusalem all the days of thy life.

Yea, thou shalt see thy children's children, [and] peace upon Israel.

A Song of degrees. Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth, may Israel now say:

Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth: yet they have not prevailed against me.

The plowers plowed upon my back: they made long their furrows.

The LORD [is] righteous: he hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked.

Let them all be confounded and turned back that hate Zion.

Let them be as the grass [upon] the housetops, which withereth afore it groweth up: