Psalm 132
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A song of ascents. Remember, Yahweh, for David all his afflictings,
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that he swore to Yahweh, vowed to the mighty-one of Ya’acob:
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“If I come into the tent of mine house, if I ascend upon the bed of my couch,
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if I give sleep to mine eyes, to mine eyelids slumber—
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till I find a place for Yahweh, an abode for the mighty-one of Ya’acob.”
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Lo, we have heard it in Ephratah we have found it in the fields of Ya’ar.1
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We shall come into his abode, we shall prostrate to the stool of his feet.2
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Rise, O Yahweh, to thy restingplace, thou and the ark of thy strength;
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thy priests be clothed with rightness, and thy faithful ring out;
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for the sake of David thy servant, turn not back the face of thine anointed.
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Yahweh swore to David truth; he shall not turn back from it: “From the fruit of thy belly I appoint to thee a throne;3
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if thy sons guard my bond4 and testimony that I teach them, also their sons until until shall dwell on thy throne.”
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For Yahweh hath chosen Tsiyon, craved it for his dwelling:
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“This my restingplace until until; here I dwell, for I have craved it;
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her provision shall I blessing bless, her wanting shall I fill with bread,
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and her priests shall I clothe with salvation, and her faithful shall ring out ringing;
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there shall I sprout the horn of David, array a lamp for mine anointed;
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his enemies shall I clothe with shame, and upon him flowereth his crown.”