Salmos 132

1 A Song of degrees. LORD, remember David, [and] all his afflictions:

2 Who sware vnto the Lorde, and vowed vnto the mightie God of Iaakob, saying,

3 Surely I will not come into the tabernacle of my house, nor go up into my bed;

4 Nor suffer mine eyes to sleepe, nor mine eye lids to slumber,

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 enter into his Tabernacles, and worship before his footestoole.

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 sworne in trueth vnto Dauid, and he wil not shrinke from it, saying, Of the fruite of thy body will I set vpon 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, and loued to dwell in it, saying,

14 This [is] my rest for ever: here will I dwell; for I have desired it.

15 I will surely blesse her vitailes, and will satisfie her poore 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 on him his crowne shall florish.