Psalm 132

LORD our God, remember David

and the hardships which he bore.

To the Mighty One of Jacob,

to the LORD, this oath he swore:

“My house I will never enter;

rest and slumber I will shun,

Till I find the LORD a dwelling

fit for Jacob’s Mighty One.”

This we heard of in Ephrathah,

found it in the fields of Jaar:

“Let us hasten to his dwelling,

worship at his footstool there.

Rise, O LORD, and dwell among us,

resting with your ark of might!

May your priests be clothed with honour;

may your saints sing with delight.”

For the sake of your own servant,

David, your appointed one,

Do not turn away your favour

from his own anointed son.

God has sworn an oath to David

and he will not turn from it:

“I will choose from your descendants

one who on your throne will sit.

“If your sons will keep my covenant

and the statutes I make known,

Surely then shall their descendants

sit for ever on your throne.”

For the LORD has chosen Zion—

there he wishes to remain:

“Here’s my resting place for ever,

here it pleases me to reign.

“I will bless her with abundance;

for her poor much food I’ll bring.

I will grant her priests salvation,

and with joy her saints will sing.

I will raise a horn for David,

for my chosen one a light.

With disgrace his foes I’ll cover;

he’ll be crowned with glory bright.”