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