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Psalm 127:2 - Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

2 For thou shalt eat the labours of thy hands: blessed art thou, and it shall be well with thee.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

2 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.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

2 It is vain for you to rise up early, to take rest late, to eat the bread of [anxious] toil–for He gives [blessings] to His beloved in sleep.

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American Standard Version (1901)

2 It is vain for you to rise up early, To take rest late, To eat the bread of toil; For so he giveth unto his beloved sleep.

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Common English Bible

2 It is pointless that you get up early and stay up late, eating the bread of hard labor because God gives sleep to those he loves.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

2 For you will eat by the labors of your hands. Blessed are you, and it will be well with you.

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English Standard Version 2016

2 It is in vain that you rise up early and go late to rest, eating the bread of anxious toil; for he gives to his beloved sleep.

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Psalm 127:2
17 Tagairtí Cros  

And thou shalt have confidence, hope being set before thee: and being buried thou shalt sleep secure.


I have cried to the Lord with my voice: and he hath heard me from his holy hill.


By the fruit of their corn, their wine and oil, they are multiplied.


In thy tabernacle I shall dwell for ever: I shall be protected under the covert of thy wings.


The blessing of the Lord maketh men rich: neither shall affliction be joined to them.


I have seen all things that are done under the sun, and behold all is vanity, and vexation of spirit.


There is but one, and he hath not a second, no child, no brother, and yet he ceaseth not to labour, neither are his eyes satisfied with riches, neither doth he reflect, saying: For whom do I labour, and defraud my soul of good things? in this also is vanity, and a grievous vexation.


There is also another grievous evil, which I have seen under the sun: riches kept to the hurt of the owner.


All the labour of man is for his mouth, but his soul shall not be filled.


Upon this I was as it were awaked out of a sleep, and I saw, and my sleep was sweet to me.


And I will make a covenant of peace with them, and will cause the evil beasts to cease out of the land: and they that dwell in the wilderness shall sleep secure in the forests.


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