Psalm 132

¹David, and his afflictions all,

Lord, do thou think upon;

²How unto God he sware, and vow'd

to Jacob's mighty One.

³I will not come within my house,

nor rest in bed at all;

⁴Nor shall mine eyes take any sleep,

nor eyelids slumber shall;

⁵Till for the Lord a place I find,

where he may make abode;

A place of habitation

for Jacob's mighty God.

⁶Lo, at the place of Ephratah

of it we understood;

And we did find it in the fields,

and city of the wood.

⁷We'll go into his tabernacles,

and at his footstool bow.

⁸Arise, O Lord, into thy rest,

th' ark of thy strength, and thou.

⁹O let thy priests be clothed, Lord,

with truth and righteousness;

And let all those that are thy saints

shout loud for joyfulness.

¹⁰For thine own servant David's sake,

do not deny thy grace;

Nor of thine own anointed one

turn thou away the face.

¹¹The Lord in truth to David sware,

he will not turn from it,

I of thy body's fruit will make

upon thy throne to sit.

¹²My cov'nant if thy sons will keep,

and laws to them made known,

Their children then shall also sit

for ever on thy throne.

¹³For God of Sion hath made choice;

there he desires to dwell.

¹⁴This is my rest, here still I'll stay;

for I do like it well.

¹⁵Her food I'll greatly bless; her poor

with bread will satisfy.

¹⁶Her priests I'll clothe with health; her saints

shall shout forth joyfully.

¹⁷And there will I make David's horn

to bud forth pleasantly:

For him that mine anointed is

a lamp ordain'd have I.

¹⁸As with a garment I will clothe

with shame his en'mies all:

But yet the crown that he doth wear

upon him flourish shall.

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