Except the Lord do build the house, the builders lose their pain: Except the Lord the city keep, the watchmen watch in vain.
Had not the Lord been on our side, may Israel now say;
I to the hills will lift mine eyes, from whence doth come mine aid.
O thou that dwellest in the heav'ns, I lift mine eyes to thee.
In my distress to God I cry'd, and he gave ear to me.
They in the Lord that firmly trust shall be like Sion hill, Which at no time can be remov'd, but standeth ever still.
And he his sanctuary built like to a palace high, Like to the earth which he did found to perpetuity.
When Sion's bondage God turn'd back, as men that dream'd were we.
I joy'd when to the house of God, Go up, they said to me.
O Lord, thy judgments give the king, his son thy righteousness.