Psalm 127 (Version 1)

If God succeed not, all the cost

And pains to build the house are lost:

If God the city will not keep,

The watchful guards as well may sleep.

What if you rise before the sun,

And work and toil when day is done,

Careful and sparing eat your bread,

To shun that poverty you dread;

'Tis all in vain, till God hath blest;

He can make rich, yet give us rest:

Children and friends are blessings too,

If God our sovereign make them so.

Happy the man to whom he sends

Obedient children, faithful friends:

How sweet our daily comforts prove

When they are season'd with his love!