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Except the Lord do build the house the

Except the Lord do build the house,
the builders lose their pain:
Except the Lord the city keep,
the watchmen watch in vain.

’Tis vain for you to rise betimes,
or late from rest to keep,
To feed on sorrows’ bread; so gives
he his beloved sleep.

Lo, children are God’s heritage,
the womb’s fruit his reward.
The sons of youth as arrows are,
for strong men’s hands prepar’d.

O happy is the man that hath
his quiver fill’d with those;
They unashamed in the gate
shall speak unto their foes.

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Meter: 8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
      Bible Refs: Ps 127;
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