Psalm 127:4 Themes and Topics

But Jesus said, 'Suffer the children, and forbid them not, to come unto me, for of such is the reign of the heavens;' Verse Concepts

As arrows in the hand of a mighty one, So are the sons of the young men. 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!

Thy wife is as a fruitful vine in the sides of thy house, Thy sons as olive plants around thy table. Verse Concepts

Sons' sons are the crown of old men, And the glory of sons are their fathers. Verse Concepts

But Jesus said, 'Suffer the children, and forbid them not, to come unto me, for of such is the reign of the heavens;' Verse Concepts

As arrows in the hand of a mighty one, So are the sons of the young men. 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!

Thy wife is as a fruitful vine in the sides of thy house, Thy sons as olive plants around thy table. Verse Concepts

Sons' sons are the crown of old men, And the glory of sons are their fathers. Verse Concepts

and calleth his name Noah, saying, 'This one doth comfort us concerning our work, and concerning the labour of our hands, because of the ground which Jehovah hath cursed.' Verse Concepts

Sons' sons are the crown of old men, And the glory of sons are their fathers. Verse Concepts

And Rachel seeth that she hath not borne to Jacob, and Rachel is envious of her sister, and saith unto Jacob, 'Give me sons, and if there is none -- I die.' Verse Concepts

Lo, an inheritance of Jehovah are sons, A reward is the fruit of the womb. As arrows in the hand of a mighty one, So are the sons of the young men. 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!

Sing, O barren, she hath not borne! Break forth with singing, and cry aloud, She hath not brought forth! For more are the sons of the desolate, Than the sons of the married one, said Jehovah. Verse Concepts

Cursed is the man who bore tidings to my father, saying, 'Born to thee hath been a child -- a male,' Making him very glad!

As arrows in the hand of a mighty one, So are the sons of the young men. 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!

Jehovah addeth to you, to you, and to your sons. Verse Concepts

Lo, an inheritance of Jehovah are sons, A reward is the fruit of the womb. As arrows in the hand of a mighty one, So are the sons of the young men.

As arrows in the hand of a mighty one, So are the sons of the young men. 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!

When yet the Mighty One is with me. Round about me -- my young ones, Verse Concepts