4 The Lord can clear the darkest skies,
Can give us day for night,
Make drops of sacred sorrow rise
To rivers of delight.

5 Let those that sow in sadness wait
Till the fair harvest come,
They shall confess their sheaves are great,
And shout the blessings home.

6 Tho’ seed lie bury’d long in dust,
It shan’t deceive their hope;
The precious grain can ne’er be lost,
For grace insures the crop.

Psalm 127:1.  L. M.
The blessing of God on the
business and comforts of life.

1 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.

3 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;

3 ’Tis all in vain, till God hath blest; He can make rich, yet give us rest:  Children and friends are blessings too, If God our sovereign make them so.

4 Happy the man to whom he sends
Obedient children, faithful friends: 
How sweet our daily comforts prove
When they are season’d with his love!

Psalm 127:2.  C. M.
God all in all.

1 If God to build the house deny,
The builders work in vain;
And towns, without his wakeful eye,
An useless watch maintain.

2 Before the morning beams arise,
Your painful work renew,
And till the stars ascend the skies
Your tiresome toil pursue.

3 Short be your sleep, and coarse your fare;
In vain, till God has blest;
But if his smiles attend your care,
You shall have food and rest.

4 Nor children, relatives, nor friends
Shall real blessings prove,
Nor all the earthly joys he sends,
If sent without his love.

Psalm 128. 
Family blessings.

1 O happy man, whose soul is fill’d
With zeal and reverend awe;
His lips to God their honours yield,
His life adorns the law.

2 A careful providence shall stand
And ever guard thy head,
Shall on the labours of thy hand
Its kindly blessings shed.

3 [Thy wife shall be a fruitful vine;
Thy children round thy board,
Each like a plant of honour shine,
And learn to fear the Lord.]

4 The Lord shall thy best hopes fulfil
For months and years to come;
The Lord who dwells on Zion’s hill,
Shall send thee blessings home.

5 This is the man whose happy eyes
Shall see his house increase,
Shall see the sinking church arise,
Then leave the world in peace.

Psalm 129. 
Persecutors punished.

1 Up from my youth, may Israel say,
Have I been nurs’d in tears;
My griefs were constant as the day,
And tedious as the years.

2 Up from my youth I bore the rage
Of all the sons of strife;
Oft they assail’d my riper age,
But not destroy’d my life.