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Psalm 132

 


[Recommended tunes: v 1-8 Torwood, St Flavian; 
v 9-12 Eatington, St Bernard; v 13-18 Martyrdom, St Leonard, St Matthew]
8,6,8,6

 

A Song of degrees of David.

 

1David, and his afflictions all,

Lord, do thou think upon;

2How unto God he sware, and vow'd

to Jacob's mighty One.

3I will not come within my house,

nor rest in bed at all;

4Nor shall mine eyes take any sleep,

nor eyelids slumber shall;

 

5Till for the Lord a place I find,

where he may make abode;

A place of habitation

for Jacob's mighty God.

6Lo, at the place of Ephratah

of it we understood;

And we did find it in the fields,

and city of the wood.

 

7We'll go into his tabernacles,

and at his footstool bow.

8Arise, O Lord, into thy rest,

th' ark of thy strength, and thou.

9O let thy priests be clothed, Lord,

with truth and righteousness;

And let all those that are thy saints

shout loud for joyfulness.

 

10For thine own servant David's sake,

do not deny thy grace;

Nor of thine own anointed one

turn thou away the face.

11The Lord in truth to David sware,

he will not turn from it,

I of thy body's fruit will make

upon thy throne to sit.

 

12My cov'nant if thy sons will keep,

and laws to them made known,

Their children then shall also sit

for ever on thy throne.

13For God of Sion hath made choice;

there he desires to dwell.

14This is my rest, here still I'll stay;

for I do like it well.

 

15Her food I'll greatly bless; her poor

with bread will satisfy.

16Her priests I'll clothe with health; her saints

shall shout forth joyfully.

17And there will I make David's horn

to bud forth pleasantly:

For him that mine anointed is

a lamp ordain'd have I.

 

18As with a garment I will clothe

with shame his en'mies all:

But yet the crown that he doth wear

upon him flourish shall.

 
 

 

The Psalms in Metre