Let Israel hope in the LORD from henceforth and for ever.
A Song of degrees. LORD, remember David, [and] all his afflictions:
How he sware unto the LORD, [and] vowed unto the mighty [God] of Jacob;
Surely I will not come into the tabernacle of my house, nor go up into my bed;
I will not give sleep to mine eyes, [or] slumber to mine eyelids,
Until I find out a place for the LORD, an habitation for the mighty [God] of Jacob.
Lo, we heard of it at Ephratah: we found it in the fields of the wood.
We will go into his tabernacles: we will worship at his footstool.
Arise, O LORD, into thy rest; thou, and the ark of thy strength.
Let thy priests be clothed with righteousness; and let thy saints shout for joy.