Psalm CXXXII

Remember David's troubles, Lord;

Who vow'd to Jacob's [mighty] God,

And sware, I'le not come to my house,
Nor go [for rest] unto my bed.

I'le give mine eyes no sleep, until

I find a [holy] place to dwell;
A habitation for the Lord,
The [mighty] God of Israel.

At Shiloh's place in Ephraim,
We heard God's [holy] Ark once stood;
We found it also in the fields,
And [in the] City of the wood.

We'll go into his Tabernacle,
And [humbly] at his foot-stool bow;

Arise, O Lord, unto thy rest
Thy [holy] Ark of strength and Thou.

Let righteousness be to thy Priests,
Their cloathing and their [comely] dress;
And let thy Saints that worship thee,
Even shout [aloud] for joyfulness.

And for thy servant David's sake,
[With shame] turn not away the face
Of him, whom thou anointed hast,
And chosen [freely] by thy grace.

The Lord to David sware in truth,
And [surely] will not turn from it;
Upon the Throne of Majesty,
Thy [body's] Off-spring I will set

My Covenant if thy sons will keep,
And Laws which I [to them] make known;
Their Children also then shall sit
For ever on thy [Royal] Throne.

For Sion the Lord chosen hath,
[And] there to dwell [he] liketh best.

This is my chosen dwelling-place,
This is my [worship's] fixed rest.

I her provisions will maintain,
And [it will] bless abundantly;
And I her poor and needy ones,
With [daily] bread will satisfie.

And I her sacred Priests will cloath
With my preserving [saving] grace;
Her Saints shall shout aloud for joy
Before my shining [pleased] face.

There I'le make David's horn of Power
To bud forth, and [afresh] to spring;
And there I have ordain'd a lamp
For my anointed [sacred] King.

His enemies I will subdue,
[And] with [just] shame I'le cloath them all;
But on him and his faithful seed,
His [Royal] Crown still flourish shall.