O happy man, whose soul is filled With zeal and reverent awe!
O happy man, whose soul is filled With zeal and reverent awe! His lips to God their honors yield, His life adorns the law.
A careful providence shall stand And ever guard thy head, Shall on the labors of thy hand Its kindly blessings shed.
Thy wife shall be a fruitful vine; Thy children round thy board, Each like a plant of honor shine, And learn to fear the Lord.
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.
This is the man whose happy eyes Shall see his house increase; Shall see the sinking church arise, Then leave the world in peace.
~ Isaac Watts
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