CXXVI | The Psalms of David#CXXVII | CXXVIII |
1 We build with fruitless Toil and Cost,
Unless the LORD the Pile sustain;
Unless the LORD the City keeps,
The Watchman waketh but in vain.
2 In vain we rise before the Dawn;
In vain we late to Rest repair;
Allow no Respite to our Toil,
And daily eat the Bread of Care.
3 Supplies of Life, with Ease to them,
The LORD to all his Saints bestows;
He crowns their Labours with Success,
Their Nights with Peace and soft Repose.
4 Children, those Comforts of our Life,
Are Presents from the bounteous LORD;
He gives a num'rous Race of Heirs,
Of Piety the sweet Reward.
5 As Arrows in a Giant's Hand,
When marching forth, equipp'd for War,
Ev'n so the Sons of sprightly Youth
Their Parents hopeful Safeguard are.
5 Happy the Man whose Quivers are
Replete with those prevailing Arms!
He need not fear to meet his Foe,
In Strifes of Law, or War's Alarms.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | We build with fruitless Toil and Cost |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1767 |
Scripture: | |
Topic: | Description of: Necessity of God's Aid and Blessing in our Undertakings |
Notes: | Public Domain. |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | [We build with fruitless Toil and Cost] |
Key: | C Major |
Notes: | Public Domain. |