PSALMS

The One Hundred Thirty Second Psalm

Memento, Domine.

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LORD, remember David, * and all his trouble:
 
How he sware unto the LORD, * and vowed a vow unto the Almighty God of Jacob:
 
I will not come within the tabernacle of mine house, * nor climb up into my bed;
 
I will not suffer mine eyes to sleep, nor mine eyelids to slumber; * neither the temples of my head to take any rest;
 
Until I find out a place for the temple of the LORD; * an habitation for the Mighty God of Jacob.
 
Lo, we heard of the same at Ephratah, * and found it in the wood.
 
We will go into his tabernacle, * and fall low on our knees before his footstool.
 
Arise, O LORD, into thy resting-place; * thou, and the ark of thy strength.
 
Let thy priests be clothed with righteousness; * and let thy saints sing with joyfulness.
 
For thy servant David's sake, * turn not away the face of thine anointed.
 
The LORD hath made a faithful oath unto David, * and he shall not shrink from it:
 
Of the fruit of thy body * shall I set upon thy throne.
 
If thy children will keep my covenant, and my testimonies that I shall teach them; * their children also shall sit upon thy throne for evermore.
 
For the LORD hath chosen Sion to be an habitation for himself; * he hath longed for her.
 
This shall be my rest for ever: * here will I dwell, for I have a delight therein.
 
I will bless her victuals with increase, * and will satisfy her poor with bread.
 
I will deck her priests with health, * and her saints shall rejoice and sing.
 
There shall I make the horn of David to flourish: * I have ordained a lantern for mine anointed.
 
As for his enemies, I shall clothe them with shame; * but upon himself shall his crown flourish.