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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.