Psalm 132

KIng Davids case ô LORD record,
And all his tort'ring care:
To Jacobs mighty God the LORD,
Who thus did vow and sware.
Up to my bed I will not climbe,
Nor come my house amids:
Nor give mine eies a sleeping time,
Nor slumber to my lids:
Till for the LORD I find a place,
A place wherein may dwell
The mighty God of Jacobs race,
The God of Israel.
Lo, Ephrata this news did yield,
There heard we of it so:
We found it in the woodland field;
We to his Tents will go.
And at the footstool of his grace,
With reverent worship bow:
Rise LORD into thy resting place,
Thy ARK of strength and thou
With righteousness thy Priests aray,
Thy Saints let shout apace:
For DAVIDS sake turn not away
Thy Kings anointed face.

2. Part.
THe LORD hath unto DAVID sworn,
Which shall not be recall'd:
With children of thy body born,
Thy throne shall be enstall'd.
If taught my Law and Covenant,
Thy seed therein persever:
Their childrens children shall not want
To hold the throne for ever.
Because the LORD hath Sion chose,
His habitation will'd:
This is for ever my repose,
My dwelling here I'l build.
For so have I desir'd to do,
And in abundant wise,
Will bless provision thereunto,
Her poor with bread suffice.
I'l cloth her Priests with saving grace,
And make her Saints to shout
Aloud for joy; And in that place
Make DAVIDS horn to sprout.
I have for mine anointed there
Ordain'd a shining flame:
A flourishing crown I'l make him wear,
But cloth his foes with shame.