Psalms

Psalm 132 A song of ascents. O Lord, remember David and all the hardships he endured.

He swore an oath to the Lord and made a vow to the Mighty One of Jacob:

“I will not enter my house or go to my bed—

I will allow no sleep to my eyes, no slumber to my eyelids,

till I find a place for the Lord, a dwelling for the Mighty One of Jacob.”

We heard it in Ephrathah, we came upon it in the fields of Jaar:

“Let us go to his dwelling place; let us worship at his footstool—

arise, O Lord, and come to your resting place, you and the ark of your might.

May your priests be clothed with righteousness; may your saints sing for joy.”

For the sake of David your servant, do not reject your anointed one.

The Lord swore an oath to David, a sure oath that he will not revoke: “One of your own descendants I will place on your throne—

if your sons keep my covenant and the statutes I teach them, then their sons will sit on your throne for ever and ever.”

For the Lord has chosen Zion, he has desired it for his dwelling:

“This is my resting place for ever and ever; here I will sit enthroned, for I have desired it—

I will bless her with abundant provisions; her poor will I satisfy with food.

I will clothe her priests with salvation, and her saints will ever sing for joy.

“Here I will make a horn grow for David and set up a lamp for my anointed one.

I will clothe his enemies with shame, but the crown on his head will be resplendent.”