Psalm 132

A Song of degrees.

1Lord, remember David,

And all his afflictions:

2How he sware unto the Lord,

And vowed unto the mighty God of Jacob;

3Surely I will not come into the tabernacle of my house,

Nor go up into my bed;

4I will not give sleep to mine eyes,

Or slumber to mine eyelids,

5Until I find out a place for the Lord,

A habitation for the mighty God of Jacob.

6Lo, we heard of it at Ephratah:

We found it in the fields of the wood.

7We will go into his tabernacles:

We will worship at his footstool.

8Arise, O Lord, into thy rest;

Thou, and the ark of thy strength.

9Let thy priests be clothed with righteousness;

And let thy saints shout for joy.

10For thy servant David’s sake

Turn not away the face of thine anointed.

11The Lord hath sworn in truth unto David;

He will not turn from it;

Of the fruit of thy body will I set upon thy throne.

12If thy children will keep my covenant

And my testimony that I shall teach them,

Their children also shall sit upon thy throne for evermore.

13For the Lord hath chosen Zion;

He hath desired it for his habitation.

14This is my rest for ever:

Here will I dwell; for I have desired it.

15I will abundantly bless her provision:

I will satisfy her poor with bread.

16I will also clothe her priests with salvation:

And her saints shall shout aloud for joy.

17There will I make the horn of David to bud:

I have ordained a lamp for mine anointed.

18His enemies will I clothe with shame:

But upon himself shall his crown flourish.