Psalm 127

Vnlesse the Lord the house sustaine,
They build in vaine;
In vaine they watch, unlesse the Lord
The City guard.
In vaine you rise before the Light,
And breake the slumbers of the Night.

In vaine the bread of sorrow eat,
Got by your sweat;
Unlesse the Lord with good successe
Your labours blesse:
For he all good on his bestows,
And crownes their eyes with sweet repose.

Increasing sons, his Heritage,
Renew their age;
The pledges of their fruitfull love,
Given from above:
As formidable to the Foe,
As Arrows from a Giants bow.

He is belov'd of God, and blest
Above the rest;
Whose Quivers with such Shafts abound;
By men renown'd:
Nor shall his adversary dread;
When they at the Tribunall plead.