Psalms 132 - New International Version, 1984

Psalm 132
A song of ascents.
O Lord, remember David
and all the hardships he endured.

He swore an oath to the Lord
and made a vow to the Mighty One of Jacob:

“I will not enter my house
or go to my bed—

I will allow no sleep to my eyes,
no slumber to my eyelids,

till I find a place for the Lord,
a dwelling for the Mighty One of Jacob.”

We heard it in Ephrathah,
we came upon it in the fields of Jaar:

“Let us go to his dwelling place;
let us worship at his footstool—

arise, O Lord, and come to your resting place,
you and the ark of your might.

May your priests be clothed with righteousness;
may your saints sing for joy.”

For the sake of David your servant,
do not reject your anointed one.

The Lord swore an oath to David,
a sure oath that he will not revoke:
“One of your own descendants
I will place on your throne—

if your sons keep my covenant
and the statutes I teach them,
then their sons will sit
on your throne for ever and ever.”

For the Lord has chosen Zion,
he has desired it for his dwelling:

“This is my resting place for ever and ever;
here I will sit enthroned, for I have desired it—

I will bless her with abundant provisions;
her poor will I satisfy with food.

I will clothe her priests with salvation,
and her saints will ever sing for joy.

“Here I will make a horn grow for David
and set up a lamp for my anointed one.

I will clothe his enemies with shame,
but the crown on his head will be resplendent.”