Psalms 132

1A Song of degrees. LORD, remember David, and all his afflictions: 2How he swore to the LORD, and vowed to 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 my eyes, or slumber to my eyelids, 5Until I find a place for the LORD, an habitation for the mighty God of Jacob.1 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 thy anointed.

11The LORD hath sworn in truth to David; he will not turn from it; Of the fruit of thy body will I set upon thy throne.2 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.3 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 my anointed.4 18His enemies will I clothe with shame: but upon himself shall his crown flourish.