PSALM CXXVII. 1 THE builder's labour is in vain 2 Except the Lord the city watch 3 Alas! you feed on sorrow's bread, 4 For he supplies with needful sleep His well-beloved saints; Safe his dear children God will keep, Supplying all their wants. 5 Happy the man who's table's full With sons and daughters fair, Brought up in Jesus' holy school,— No sight can this compare. 6 The heav'nly Father shall behold Their deeds of charity are told PSALM CXXVIII. 1 BLESSED is he who fears the Lord, 2 Abundantly he shall be fed 3 The Christian master blessed is, Taught in the school of Christ Jesus, 4 The Lord will blessings give to them 5 Celestial happiness they taste Whilst here on earth they live; PSALM CXXIX. 1 FROM earliest youth may Britain say, The Lord Great Britain's good produced, 3 Like weeds, which on the house-tops grow, 4 No stranger that them passes by, The blessing of the Lord on high 5 For God he shall defeat with shame 6 Like blasted corn that farmers find And, like the empty sheaves they bind, PSALM CXXX. 1 FROM depth of misery I cry, 3 My soul does wait for God the Lord, 4 Lord, may the resurrection-day 5 The Christian's hope is Christ the Lord, How rich in mercy he! His Testament does sure record 6 From him eternal mercy flows, PSALM CXXXI. 1 NOT haughty is my heart, O Lord! 2 Thou, Lord, know'st I have behaved 3 Just like a babe, by mother nurst, PSALM CXXXII. 1 LET thy afflicted servants all 2 Remember, Lord, the solemn oath No more to wander from thy path,— Them leave not, nor forsake. |