Psalms 132
PSAL. CXXXII.
A Song of degrees.
1Yhwh, remember David, and all his afflictions: 2How he sware unto Yhwh, and vowed unto the mighty God of Jacob; 3Surely I will not come into the tabernacle of my house, nor go up into my bed; 4I will not give sleep to mine eyes, or slumber to mine eyelids, 5Until I find out a place for Yhwh, an habitation for the mighty God of Jacob. ▼▼ an habitation: Heb. habitations.
6Lo, we heard of it at Ephratah: we found it in the fields of the wood. 7We will go into his tabernacles: we will worship at his footstool. 8Arise, O Yhwh, into thy rest; thou, and the ark of thy strength. 9Let thy priests be clothed with righteousness; and let thy saints shout for joy. 10For thy servant David’s sake turn not away the face of thine anointed. 11Yhwh hath sworn in truth unto David; he will not turn from it; Of the fruit of thy body will I set upon thy throne. ▼▼ body: Heb. belly.
12If thy children will keep my covenant and my testimony that I shall teach them, their children shall also sit upon thy throne for evermore. 13For Yhwh hath chosen Zion; he hath desired it for his habitation. 14This is my rest for ever: here will I dwell; for I have desired it. 15I will abundantly bless her provision: I will satisfy her poor with bread. ▼▼ abundantly: or, surely.
16I will also clothe her priests with salvation: and her saints shall shout aloud for joy. 17There will I make the horn of David to bud: I have ordained a lamp for mine anointed. ▼▼ lamp: or, candle.
18His enemies will I clothe with shame: but upon himself shall his crown flourish.
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