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127 - David And The High Spirit-歌词_1

127 - David And The High Spirit

Chapter 127

Unless the lord builds the house

Those who build it labor in vain

Unless the lord watches over the city

The watchman stays awake in vain

It is in vain that you rise up early to go late to rest

Eating the bread of anxious toil

For he gives to his beloved sleep

Lo sons are a heritage from the Lord

The fruit of the womb a reward

Like arrows in the hand of a warrior

Are the sons of one's youth

Happy is the man who has

His quiver full of them

He shall not be put to shame

When he speaks with his enemies in the gate

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