127 | Psalm 127 | 8 7. 8 7 | |
VAIN the toiling of the builder Where a home knows not the Lord; Vain the watching over loved ones Where there is no help from God. |
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2 | Vain are all the years of labour, Times of trial and distress, And, without God’s love and favour, Vain the talents we possess. |
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3 | Vainer still the hopes of Heaven That on human strength rely; But to them shall help be given Who in humble faith apply. |
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4 | Let us seek the Lord’s Anointed, And His pardon, life and peace; Souls are never disappointed Who, through Christ, their prayer address. |
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5 | May our lives bring light and blessing And redemption to the young; May they, Jesus’ love confessing, Swell the everlasting song. |
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Harriet Auber, 1773-1862 |