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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.