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