Oft did they vex me from my youth, may Isr'el now declare;
Had not the Lord been on our side, may Israel now say;
Except the Lord do build the house, the builders lose their pain: Except the Lord the city keep, the watchmen watch in vain.
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.
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.
O thou that dwellest in the heav'ns, I lift mine eyes to thee.
I to the hills will lift mine eyes, from whence doth come mine aid.
Distress'd am I, and from my youth I ready am to die; Thy terrors I have borne, and am distracted fearfully.
Bless'd is each one that fears the Lord, and walketh in his ways;