(132) A Song of Degrees. Lord, remember David, and all his meekness:

how he swore to the Lord, [and] vowed to the God of Jacob, [saying],

I will not go into the tabernacle of my house; I will not go up to the couch of my bed;

I will not give sleep to my eyes, nor slumber to my eyelids, nor rest to my temples,

until I find a place for the Lord, a tabernacle for the God of Jacob.

Behold, we heard of it in Ephratha; we found it in the fields of the wood.

Let us enter into his tabernacles: let us worship at the place where his feet stood.

Arise, O Lord, into your rest; you, and the ark of your holiness.

Your priests shall clothe themselves with righteousness; and your saints shall exult.

For the sake of your servant David turn not away the face of your anointed.

The Lord swore [in] truth to David, and he will not annul it, [saying], Of the fruit of your body will I set [a king] upon your throne.

If your children will keep my covenant, and these my testimonies which I shall teach them, their children also shall sit upon your throne for ever.

For the Lord has elected Sion, he has chosen her for a habitation for himself, [saying],

This is my rest for ever: here will I dwell; for I have chosen it.

I will surely bless her provision: I will satisfy her poor with bread.

I will clothe her priests with salvation; and her saints shall greatly exult.

There will I cause to spring up a horn to David: I have prepared a lamp for my anointed.

His enemies will I clothe with a shame; but upon himself shall my holiness flourish.