Saturday Psalm #127

LORD, unless you build the house,
its builders labor in vain.
Unless you keep us safe,
locks and alarms are worthless.

It is useless to worry,
to stress
and obsess
for you grant sleep to those you love.

Thank you for the goodly and godly heritage
you have given me,
the son and daughter who make me so proud,
the daughter-in-law and son-in-law who bless me and mine,
and the grandchildren who bring me such joy.

They are like arrows
in the hands of a warrior,
they are a testimony to your kindness
and to the truth of your precepts and principles.

I am a blessed man,
blessed by home,
blessed in where I live,
blessed with a family to love
and be loved by.
I will not be put to shame,
no matter what my Enemy may say or do,
for you have been my teacher and guide,
my leader and defender.

(based on Psalm 127; photo via

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