Psalm 131–133

Psalm 131

A Song of Ascents; of David.

¹Jehovah, my heart is not haughty, nor mine eyes lofty;

Neither do I exercise myself in great matters,

Or in things too wonderful for me.

²Surely I have stilled and quieted my soul;

Like a weaned child with his mother,

Like a weaned child is my soul within me.

³O Israel, hope in Jehovah

From this time forth and for evermore.

Psalm 132

A Song of Ascents.

¹Jehovah, remember for David

All his affliction;

²How he sware unto Jehovah,

And vowed unto the Mighty One of Jacob:

³Surely I will not come into the tabernacle of my house,

Nor go up into my bed;

⁴I will not give sleep to mine eyes,

Or slumber to mine eyelids;

⁵Until I find out a place for Jehovah,

A tabernacle for the Mighty One of Jacob.

⁶Lo, we heard of it in Ephrathah:

We found it in the field of the wood.

⁷We will go into his tabernacles;

We will worship at his footstool.

⁸Arise, O Jehovah, into thy resting-place;

Thou, and the ark of thy strength.

⁹Let thy priests be clothed with righteousness;

And let thy saints shout for joy.

¹⁰For thy servant David’s sake

Turn not away the face of thine anointed.

¹¹Jehovah hath sworn unto David in truth;

He will not turn from it:

Of the fruit of thy body will I set upon thy throne.

¹²If thy children will keep my covenant

And my testimony that I shall teach them,

Their children also shall sit upon thy throne for evermore.

¹³For Jehovah hath chosen Zion;

He hath desired it for his habitation.

¹⁴This is my resting-place for ever:

Here will I dwell; for I have desired it.

¹⁵I will abundantly bless her provision:

I will satisfy her poor with bread.

¹⁶Her priests also will I clothe with salvation;

And her saints shall shout aloud for joy.

¹⁷There will I make the horn of David to bud:

I have ordained a lamp for mine anointed.

¹⁸His enemies will I clothe with shame;

But upon himself shall his crown flourish.

Psalm 133

A Song of Ascents; of David.

¹Behold, how good and how pleasant it is

For brethren to dwell together in unity!

²It is like the precious oil upon the head,

That ran down upon the beard,

Even Aaron’s beard;

That came down upon the skirt of his garments;

³Like the dew of Hermon,

That cometh down upon the mountains of Zion:

For there Jehovah commanded the blessing,

Even life for evermore.