He also gave their crops to the grasshopper,
And the fruit of their labor to the locust.

The days of our life are seventy years—
Or even, if because of strength, eighty years;
Yet their pride [in additional years] is only labor and sorrow,
For it is soon gone and we fly away.

He gave them the lands of the nations [of Canaan],
So that they would possess the fruits of those peoples’ labor,

Therefore He humbled their heart with hard labor;
They stumbled and there was no one to help.

Let the creditor seize all that he has,
And let strangers plunder the product of his labor.

Unless the Lord builds the house,
They labor in vain who build it;
Unless the Lord guards the city,
The watchman keeps awake in vain.

For you shall eat the fruit of [the labor of] your hands,
You will be happy and blessed and it will be well with you.