Without love as its cornerstone, a church is bound to fall.
Compassion as its watchword means a nation needs no wall.
To rise up early, work all day, for bread of anxious toil,
Is truly vanity. God offers rest to one and all.
If you would leave a heritage for those who follow on,
you’ll find it in the character of daughter and of son.
For gold will tarnish, fame will fade, respect transformed to hate,
But what you truly are will shine in what they emulate.
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Source: Psalm 127
Text: © David Alexander, 2020
Tune: Maria’s Lovesang
Score: https://www.smallchurchmusic.com/2013/Score/MySoulNowMagnifies-MariaLovsang.pdf Audio:www.smallchurchmusic.com Used by Permission