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Edward Farr, ed. Select Poetry of the Reign of Queen Elizabeth. 1845.

Psalm CXXVII

LXXXVIII. Henry Dod

The vertue of God’s Blessing. The vaine conceipt of worldlings. Children are God’s gift.

EXCEPT the Lord the house doe build,

The builders worke in vaine;

Except the Lord the citie keepe,

The watchman wakes in vain.

It’s vaine for you to rise betyme;

To sitt vp late; to eate

The bread of greefes: for so he giues

To his beloved sleepe.

Loe, children are a heritage,

Proceeding of the Lord;

And fruit descended of the wombe

Is onely his reward.

As arrowes strong are in the hand

Of anie myghtie man,

So youth well taught lyke helpfull are,

Growne up of yong children.

O happie is that man, that hath

His quiuer full of those:

They shall not be ashamde to speake

In gate with all their foes.