Psalms 127:2 Cross References - Coverdale

² Excepte the LORDE kepe the cite, the watchman waketh but in vayne.

¹⁷ And vnto Adam he sayde: For so moch as thou hast herkened vnto the voyce of thy wyfe, and hast eaten of the tre, wherof I commaunded the, sayenge: thou shalt not eate of it. Cursed be ye earth for thy sake. With sorowe shalt thou eate therof, all the dayes of thy life. ¹⁸ Thornes and thistles shalt it beare vnto the, and thou shalt eate the herbes of the felde. ¹⁹ In the sweate of thy face shalt thou eate thy bred, tyll thou be turned agayne vnto earth, whece thou art take: for earth thou art, and vnto earth shalt thou be turned agayne.

¹⁸ Then mightest thou haue comforth, in the hope that thou hast: & slepe quyetly, when thou art buried.

⁵ Sela I layed me downe and slepte, but I rose vp agayne, for the LORDE susteyned me.

⁸ Therfore wil I laye me downe in peace, & take my rest: for thou LORDE only settest me in a sure dwellynge.

⁵ LORDE, let me knowe myne ende, and the nombre of my dayes: that I maye be certified what I wante. ⁶ Beholde, thou hast made my dayes a spanne longe, and my life is as it were nothinge before the. O how vayne are all men lyuynge?

⁵ Sela. That thy beloued might be delyuered, helpe them with thy right hande, and heare me.

¹⁵ She is vp in ye night season, to prouyde meate for hir housholde, & foode for hir maydens. ¹⁶ She considreth lode, & byeth it, and wt the frute of hir handes she planteth a vynyarde. ¹⁷ She gyrdeth hir loynes with strength, and courageth hir armes. ¹⁸ And yf she perceaue that hir houswifrie doth good, hir candle goeth not out by night.

¹⁴ Thus I haue considered all the thinges that come to passe vnder the Sone, & lo, they are all but vanite & vexacion of mynde.

¹ The sayde I thus in my hert: Now go to, I wil take myne ease & haue good dayes. But lo, that was vanite also: ² in so moch that I sayde vnto laughter: thou art madd, and to myrth: what doest thou? ³ So I thought in my herte, to withdrawe my flesh from wyne, to applye my mynde vnto wy?dome, and to comprehede foolishnes vntill the tyme that (amonge all ye thinges which are vnder ye Sonne) I might se what were best for men to do, so longe as they lyue vnder heauen. ⁴ I made gorgious fayre workes, I buylded me houses, and planted vynyardes: ⁵ I made me ortchardes and gardens of pleasure, and planted trees in them of all maner frutes. ⁶ I made poles of water, to water ye grene and frutefull trees withall. ⁷ I bought seruauntes and maydes, and had a greate housholde. As for catell and shepe, I had more substaunce of them, then all they yt were before me in Ierusalem. ⁸ I gathered syluer & golde together, euen a treasure of kynges & londes. I prouided me syngers and wome which coude playe of instrumentes, to make men myrth and pastime. I gat me drynkynge cuppes also and glasses. ⁹ (Shortly) I was greater & in more worshipe, then all my predecessours in Ierusale. For wy?dome remayned with me: ¹⁰ & loke what so euer myne eyes desyred, I let them haue it: & wherin so euer my herte delyted or had eny pleasure, I with helde it not fro it. Thus my hert reioysed in all yt I dyd, and this I toke for the porcion of all my trauayle. ¹¹ But whan I considered all the workes yt my handes had wrought, and all the labours that I had taken therin: lo, all was but vanite and vexacion of mynde, & nothinge of eny value vnder ye Sonne.

²⁰ So I turned me to refrayne my mynde from all soch trauayle, as I toke vnder the Sonne: ²¹ for so moch as a man shulde weery him self with wy?dome, with vnderstondinge and opportunite, and yet be fayne to leaue his labours vnto another, yt neuer swett for them. This is also a vayne thinge and a greate misery. ²² For what getteth a ma of all ye labor & trauayle of his mynde, yt he taketh vnder the Sonne, ²³ but heuynesse, sorowe & disquyetnes all ye dayes of his life? In so moch that his herte can not rest in the night. Is not this also a vayne thinge?

⁸ There is one man, no mo but himself alone, hauynge nether childe ner brother: yet is there no ende of his carefull trauayle, his eyes can not be satisfied with riches, (yet doth he not remembre himself, & saye:) For whom do I take soch trauayle? For whose pleasure do I thus consume awaye my lyfe? This is also a vayne and miserable thinge.

¹² A labouringe man slepeth swetely, whether it be litle or moch that he eateth: but the abundaunce of the riche wil not suffre him to slepe.

⁷ All the laboure that a man taketh, is for himself, and yet his desyre is neuer fylled after his mynde.

²⁶ When I herde this, I came agayne to myself, and mused, like as I had bene waked out of a swete slepe.

²⁵ Morouer, I wil make a couenaunt of peace with them, and dryue all euell beastes out of the londe: so that they maye dwell safely in the wildernesse, and slepe in the woddes.

⁵ And Peter was kepte in the preson But prayer was made without ceassinge of the congregacion, vnto God for him. ⁶ And whan Herode wolde haue broughte him out vnto the people, in the same nighte slepte Peter betwene two soudiers, bounde with two cheynes. And the kepers before the dore kepte the preson.