Psalms 132

1A Song of degrees. Yahuah, remember David, all his afflictions: 2How he sware unto the Yahuah, vowed unto the mighty of Jacob; 3Surely I will not come into the tabernacle of my house, nor go up into my bed; 4I will not give sleep to mine eyes, slumber to mine eyelids, 5Until I find out a place for the Yahuah, an habitation for the mighty of Jacob. 6Lo, we heard of it at Ephratah: we found it in the fields of the wood. 7We will go into his tabernacles: we will worship at his footstool. 8Arise, O Yahuah, into your rest; you, and the ark of your strength. 9Let your priests be clothed with righteousness; and let your saints shout for joy. 10For your servant David's sake turn not away the face of your anointed. 11The Yahuah has sworn truth unto David; he will not turn from it; Of the fruit of your body will I set upon your throne. 12If your children will keep my covenant and my testimony that I shall teach them, their children shall also sit upon your throne for evermore. 13For the Yahuah has chosen Zion; he has desired for his habitation. 14This my rest for ever: here will I dwell; for I have desired it. 15I will abundantly bless her provision: I will satisfy her poor with bread. 16I will also clothe her priests with salvation: and her saints shall shout aloud for joy. 17There will I make the horn of David to bud: I have ordained a lamp for mine anointed. 18His enemies will I clothe with shame: but upon himself shall his crown flourish.