THE BOOK OF PSALMS

PSALM 132

A Song of degrees.

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LORD, remember David, [and] all his afflictions:
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How he sware unto the LORD, [and] vowed unto the mighty [God] of Jacob;
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Surely I will not come into the tabernacle of my house, nor go up into my bed;
4
I will not give sleep to mine eyes, [or] slumber to mine eyelids,
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Until I find out a place for the LORD, an habitation for the mighty [God] of Jacob.
6
Lo, we heard of it at Ephratah: we found it in the fields of the wood.
7
We will go into his tabernacles: we will worship at his footstool.
8
Arise, O LORD, into thy rest; thou, and the ark of thy strength.
9
Let thy priests be clothed with righteousness; and let thy saints shout for joy.
10
For thy servant David's sake turn not away the face of thine anointed.
11
The 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.
12
If thy children will keep my covenant and my testimony that I shall teach them, their children shall also sit upon thy throne for evermore.
13
For the LORD hath chosen Zion; he hath desired [it] for his habitation.
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This [is] my rest for ever: here will I dwell; for I have desired it.
15
I will abundantly bless her provision: I will satisfy her poor with bread.
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I will also clothe her priests with salvation: and her saints shall shout aloud for joy.
17
There will I make the horn of David to bud: I have ordained a lamp for mine anointed.
18
His enemies will I clothe with shame: but upon himself shall his crown flourish.