6 They that sow in tears: shall reap in joy.
7 He that now goeth on his way weeping, and beareth forth good seed: shall doubtless come again with joy, and bring his sheaves with him.
PSALM 127. Nisi Dominus.
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, arid eat the bread of carefulness: for so he giveth his beloved 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 enemies in the gate.
PSALM 128. Beati omnes.