Ps 132
1 
               A Song of Ascents. LORD, remember unto David all his affliction;
               2 
               How he swore unto the LORD, and vowed unto the Mighty One of Jacob:
               3 
               'Surely I will not come into the tent of my house, nor go up into the bed that is
                  spread for me;
                  
               4 
               I will not give sleep to mine eyes, nor slumber to mine eyelids;
               5 
               Until I find out a place for the LORD, a dwelling-place for the Mighty One of Jacob.'
               6 
               Lo, we heard of it as being in Ephrath; we found it in the field of the wood.
               7 
               Let us go into His dwelling-place; let us worship at His footstool.
               8 
               Arise, O LORD, unto Thy resting-place; Thou, and the ark of Thy strength.
               9 
               Let Thy priests be clothed with righteousness; 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 swore unto David in truth; He will not turn back from it: 'Of the fruit of
                  thy body will I set upon thy throne.
                  
               12 
               If thy children keep My covenant and My testimony that I shall teach them, their children
                  also for ever shall sit upon thy throne.'
                  
               13 
               For the LORD hath chosen Zion; He hath desired it for His habitation:
               14 
               'This is My resting-place for ever; here will I dwell; for I have desired it.
               15 
               I will abundantly bless her provision; I will give her needy bread in plenty.
               16 
               Her priests also will I clothe with salvation; and her saints shall shout aloud for
                  joy.
                  
               17 
               There will I make a horn to shoot up unto David, there have I ordered a lamp for Mine
                  anointed.
                  
               18 
               His enemies will I clothe with shame; but upon himself shall his crown shine.'