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1 A Song of Degrees.
Except the Lord build the house,
They that build labor in vain:
Except the Lord keep the city,
The watchman watches in vain.
2 It is vain for you to rise early:
Ye rise up after resting,
Ye that eat the bread of grief;
While he gives sleep to his beloved.
3 Behold, the inheritance of the Lord, children,
The reward of the fruit of the womb.
4 As arrows in the hand of a mighty man;
So are the children of those who were outcasts.
5 Blessed is the man who shall satisfy his desire with them:
They shall not be ashamed when they shall speak to their enemies in the gates.