Except the LORD | build the house,

* their labour | is but lost that build it.

2 Except the LORD | keep the city,

* the watchman | waketh but in vain.

3 It is but lost labour that ye haste to rise up early, and so late take rest, and eat the | bread of carefulness;

* for so he giveth | his be-loved sleep.

4 Lo, children, and the fruit | of the womb,

* are an heritage and gift that | cometh of the LORD.

5 Like as the arrows in the hand | of the giant,

* even so | are the young children.

6 Happy is the man that hath his quiver | full of them;

* they shall not be ashamed when they speak with their | ene•mies in the gate.

Glory be to the Father, and | to the Son,

* and | to the Holy Ghost,

As it was in the beginning, is now, and | ever shall be,

* world without | end.  Amen.