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orchidee



Tune: Quam Dilecta

('We love the place, O God')

Psalm 127

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Except the Lord does build

The house, no profits yield

For without him, they who

Labour in vain so do

 

It is vain for you to

Rise up early anew

And to sit up late, you

Bread of sorrows eat, do

 

For He His beloved gives

Sleep, each unto him lives

Children an heritage

Of the Lord, whate'er age

 

The fruit of the womb be

His reward to them, see

As arrows in the hand

Of mighty in the land

 

So are children, happy

If parents quivers be

Full of arrows, offspring

Prosperity shall bring

  • Author: orchidee (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 19th, 2026 03:47
  • Comment from author about the poem: A hymn-poem in 6.6.6.6. I recently became a great-uncle for the second time, with the arrival of our second great-nephew.
  • Category: Spiritual
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