Text reference: Psalm 127: 1, Isaiah 2: 2, Malachi 3: 10 |
Lyrics: Except the Lord build the house, they labour in vain that build it: except the Lord keep the city, the watchman waketh but in vain. And it shall come to pass that the mountain of the Lord's house shall be established in the top of the mountains, and shall be exalted above the hill, and all nations shall flow unto it. Except the Lord build the house, they labour in the vain that build it. Bring ye all the tithes into the store-house, that there may be meat in mine house, and prove me now here-with saith the Lord of hosts, and prove me now here-with saith the Lord of hosts, if I will not open you the windows of heaven and pour you out a blessing that thre shall not be room enough, that there shall not be room enough to receive it. Bring ye all the tithes into the store house, that there may be meat in mine house, and prove me now here-with saith the lord of hosts and prove me now here-with saith the Lord of hosts, if I will not open you the windows of heaven and pour you out a blessing that there shall not be room enough to receive it. Bring ye all the tithes into the store-house, and prove me now here with saith the Lord of hosts. |
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