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Scottish Psalter: Psalm 127

Psalm 127: Except the Lord do build the house

A Song of degrees for Solomon.

Meter: C.M. (8,6,8,6)

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

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

3 Lo, children are God’s heritage, the womb’s fruit his reward. 4 The sons of youth as arrows are, for strong men’s hands prepar’d.

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