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