¹¹ Because ye were glad, because ye rejoiced, O ye destroyers of my heritage, because ye are grown fat as the heifer at grass, and bellow as bulls;

³ Behold, children are a heritage of Yahweh. The fruit of the womb is his reward.

⁴ As arrows in the hand of a mighty man, so are the children of youth.

⁵ Happy is the man who has his quiver full of them. They won't be disappointed when they speak with their enemies in the gate. A Song of Ascents.