A Song of degrees.
1 Lord, a David, and all his afflictions:
2 How he sware unto the Lord, and a unto the b 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 a for the mighty God of Jacob.
6 Lo, we heard of it at Ephratah: we found it in the fields of a.
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 a be clothed with b; 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 a; he will not turn from it; Of the b of thy body will I set upon thy c.
12 If thy a will keep my b and my c that I shall teach them, their children shall also sit upon thy d for evermore.
13 For the Lord hath chosen a; 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 a with bread.
16 I will also a her priests with salvation: and her saints shall b aloud for joy.
17 There will I make the a of b to bud: I have ordained a lamp for mine anointed.
18 His enemies will I clothe with a: but upon himself shall his crown flourish.