1 Unless the Lord the house shall build,
the weary builders toil in vain;
unless the Lord the city shield,
the guards a useless watch maintain.
2 In vain you rise at morning break,
and late your nightly vigils keep,
and weary days of toil partake;
for God's beloved there is sleep.
3 Like arrows in full quivers stored
are children given in days of youth;
for children are a great reward,
a gift from God in very truth.
Source: Glory to God: the Presbyterian Hymnal #46