783
8s & 7s.
Except the Lord build the house.
Psalm 127:1.
Vainly through night’s weary hours,
Keep we watch lest foes alarm;
Vain our bulwarks, and our towers,
But for God’s protecting arm.
2 Vain were all our toil and labor,
Did not God that labor bless;
Vain, without his grace and favor,
Every talent we possess.
3 Vainer still the hope of heaven
That on human strength relies;
But to him shall help be given
Who in humble faith applies.
4 Seek we, then, the Lord’s Anointed;
He shall grant us peace and rest:
Ne’er was suppliant disappointed
Who through Christ his prayer addressed.
F. Lyte.