Psalm 132

    Psalm 132

    A messianic psalm—Of the fruit of David’s loins will the Lord set One upon His throne—The Lord will bless Zion, and her Saints will shout for joy.

    A Song of degrees.

    1 Lord, aremember David, and all his afflictions:

    2 How he sware unto the Lord, and avowed unto the bmighty God of Jacob;

    3 Surely I will not come into the tabernacle of my house, nor go up into my bed;

    4 I will not give sleep to mine eyes, or slumber to mine eyelids,

    5 Until I find out a place for the Lord, an ahabitation for the mighty God of Jacob.

    6 Lo, we heard of it at Ephratah: we found it in the fields of athe wood.

    7 We will go into his tabernacles: we will worship at his footstool.

    8 Arise, O Lord, into thy rest; thou, and the ark of thy strength.

    9 Let thy apriests be clothed with brighteousness; and let thy saints shout for joy.

    10 For thy servant David’s sake turn not away the face of thine anointed.

    11 The Lord hath sworn in truth unto aDavid; he will not turn from it; Of the bfruit of thy body will I set upon thy cthrone.

    12 If thy achildren will keep my bcovenant and my ctestimony that I shall teach them, their children shall also sit upon thy dthrone for evermore.

    13 For the Lord hath chosen aZion; he hath desired it for his habitation.

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

    15 I will abundantly bless her provision: I will satisfy her apoor with bread.

    16 I will also aclothe her priests with salvation: and her saints shall bshout aloud for joy.

    17 There will I make the ahorn of bDavid to bud: I have ordained a lamp for mine anointed.

    18 His enemies will I clothe with ashame: but upon himself shall his crown flourish.