Psalm 132
A Song of Ascents.
Lord, remember David, and all his tribulations,
How he swore unto the Lord, and vowed a vow unto the Almighty God of Jacob:
“I will not come within the tabernacle of my house, nor climb up into my bed,
I will not allow my eyes to sleep, nor my eyelids to slumber, neither the temples of my head to take any rest,
Until I find a place for the temple of the Lord, a habitation for the mighty God of Jacob.”
Lo, we heard of the ark at Ephrathah and found it in the wood.
We will go into his tabernacle, and fall low on our knees before his footstool.
Arise, O Lord, into your resting-place, you and the ark of your strength.
Let your priests be clothed with righteousness, and let your saints sing with joy.
For your servant David’s sake, turn not away the presence of your Anointed.
The Lord has made a faithful oath unto David, and he shall not shrink from it:
“Of the fruit of your body shall I set upon your throne.
If your children will keep my covenant, and my testimonies that I shall teach them, their children also shall sit upon your throne for evermore.”
For the Lord has chosen Zion for himself; he has longed for her to be his habitation:
“This shall be my rest for ever; here will I dwell, for I have a delight therein.
I will bless her provisions with increase, and will satisfy her poor with bread.
I will clothe her priests with salvation, and her saints shall rejoice and sing.
There shall I make the horn of David flourish; I have prepared a lantern for my Anointed.
As for his enemies, I shall clothe them with shame; but upon his head shall his crown flourish.”
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