Psalm 127

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 The blessing of God on the business and comforts of life.
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 blessed; 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 seasoned with his love!

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