Psalms

A Song of Ascents.

132 Remember, O Yahweh, unto David, All his humiliations!

2 What he Sware to Yahweh,—Vowed to the Mighty One of Jacob:

3 Surely I will not enter the home of my own house, Nor ascend my curtained couch;

4 I will not give sleep to mine eyes, Nor to mine eye-lashes slumber:

5 Until I find A place for Yahweh, Habitations for the Mighty One of Jacob.

6 Lo! we heard of it at Ephrathah, We found it in the fields of the wood.

7 We would enter his habitations, We would bow down at his footstool.

8 Arise! O Yahweh, unto thy place of rest, Thou and the ark of thy strength.

9 Thy priests let them be clothed with righteousness, Thy men of lovingkindness let them shout for joy!

10 For the sake of David thy servant Do not turn away the face of thine Anointed One.

11 Yahweh hath sworn unto David, In faithfulness will he not turn from it,—Of the fruit of thy body Will I seat on thy throne.

12 If thy sons keep my covenant And my testimony which I will teach them Even their sons unto futurity Shall sit on thy throne.

13 For Yahweh hath chosen Zion,—He hath desired it as a dwelling for himself:

14 This is my place of rest unto futurity, Here will I dwell for I have desired it;

15 Her provision will I abundantly bless, Her needy ones will I satisfy with bread;

16 And her priests will I clothe with salvation, And her men of lovingkindness shall shout aloud for joy;

17 There will I cause to bud a horn to David, I have prepared a lamp for mine Anointed One;

18 His enemies will I clothe with shame, But upon himself shall his crown be resplendent.