4 Turn our captivity, O LORD, As the streams in the dry land. 5 They that sow in tears Shall reap in joy. 6 Though he goeth on his way weeping that beareth the measure of seed, He shall come home with joy, bearing his sheaves. 127 A Song of Ascents; of Solomon. Except the LORD build the house, The watchman waketh but in vain. 2 It is vain for you that ye rise early, and sit up late, Ye that eat the bread of toil; So He giveth unto His beloved in sleep. 3 Lo, children are a heritage of the LORD; The fruit of the womb is a reward. 4 As arrows in the hand of a mighty man, So are the children of one's youth. 5 Happy is the man that hath his quiver full of them; They shall not be put to shame, When they speak with their enemies in the gate. 128 A Song of Ascents. Happy is every one that feareth the LORD, 2 When thou eatest the labour of thy hands Happy shalt thou be, and it shall be well with thee. 3 Thy wife shall be as a fruitful vine, in the innermost parts of thy house; Thy children like olive plants, round about thy table. 4 Behold, surely thus shall the man be blessed That feareth the LORD. 5 The LORD bless thee out of Zion; And see thou the good of Jerusalem all the days of thy life; 6 And see thy children's children. Peace be upon Israel! 'Much have they afflicted me from my youth up', Let Israel now say; 2 'Much have they afflicted me from my youth up; But they have not prevailed against me. 3 The plowers plowed upon my back; They made long their furrows. 4 The LORD is righteous; He hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked.' 5 Let them be ashamed and turned backward, All they that hate Zion. 6 Let them be as the grass upon the housetops, Which withereth afore it springeth up; 7 Wherewith the reaper filleth not his hand, Nor he that bindeth sheaves his bosom; 8 Neither do they that go by say: "The blessing of the LORD be upon you; Out of the depths have I called Thee, O 2 Lord, hearken unto my voice; Let Thine ears be attentive To the voice of my supplications. 3 If Thou, LORD, shouldest mark iniquities, O Lord, who could stand? 4 For with Thee there is forgiveness, That Thou mayest be feared. 5 I wait for the LORD, my soul doth wait, And in His word do I hope. 6 My soul waiteth for the Lord, More than watchmen for the morning; 7 O Israel, hope in the LORD; For with the LORD there is mercy, And with Him is plenteous redemption. 8 And He will redeem Israel From all his iniquities. 131 A Song of Ascents; of David. LORD, my heart is not haughty, nor mine eyes lofty; Neither do I exercise myself in things too great, or in things too wonderful for me. 2 Surely I have stilled and quieted my soul; Like a weaned child with his mother, My soul is with me like a weaned child 3 O Israel, hope in the LORD From this time forth and for ever. 2 How he swore unto the LORD, And vowed unto the Mighty One of Jacob: 3 'Surely I will not come into the tent of my house, Nor go up into the bed that is spread for me; 4 I will not give sleep to mine eyes, 5 Until I find out a place for the LORD, 6 Lo, we heard of it as being in Ephrath; 7 Let us go into His dwelling place; Let us worship at His footstool. 8 Arise, O LORD, unto Thy resting-place; Thou, and the ark of Thy strength. 9 Let Thy priests be clothed with righteous. ness; And let Thy saints shout for joy. 10 For Thy servant David's sake Turn not away the face of Thine anointed. 11 The LORD swore unto David in truth; He will not turn back from it: 'Of the fruit of thy body will I set upon thy throne. 12 If thy children keep My covenant And My testimony that I shall teach them, Their children also for ever shall sit upon thy throne.' 13 For the LORD hath chosen Zion; He hath desired it for His habitation: 14 This is My resting-place for ever; Here will I dwell; for I have desired it. 15 I will abundantly bless her provision; I will give her needy bread in plenty. 16 Her priests also will I clothe with salvation; And her saints shall shout aloud for joy. 17 There will I make a horn to shoot up unto David, There have I ordered a lamp for Mine anointed. 18 His enemies will I clothe with shame; But upon himself shall his crown shine.' 133 A Song of Ascents; of David. Behold, how good and how pleasant it is 2 It is like the precious oil upon the head, Coming down upon the beard; Even Aaron's beard, That cometh down upon the collar of his garments; 3 Like the dew of Hermon, That cometh down upon the mountains of For there the LORD commanded the blessing, Behold, bless ye the LORD, all ye servants of the LORD, |