The Lord shall thy best hopes fulfil
For months and years to come;
The Lord, who dwells on Zion’s hill,
Shall send thee blessings home.
Psalm 128 Poetry
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The Lord shall thy best hopes fulfil
For months and years to come;
The Lord, who dwells on Zion’s hill,
Shall send thee blessings home.
I’ll purge my family around,
And make the wicked flee;
So shall my house be ever found
A dwelling fit for thee.