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O YHWH, remember Dawid, All his afflictions;
How he swore to YHWH, Vowed to the Mighty One of Ya'aqob:
'Not to enter into my dwelling-house, Not to get into my bed,
'Not to give sleep to my eyes, Or slumber to my eyelids,
'Until I find a place for YHWH, A dwelling place for the Mighty One of Ya'aqob.'
See, we heard of it in Ephrathah; We found it in the fields of the forest.
Let us go into His dwelling places; Let us bow ourselves at His footstool.
Arise, O YHWH, to Your place of rest, You and the ark of Your strength.
Let Your priests put on righteousness, And Your kind ones shout for joy.
For the sake of Your servant Dawid, Do not turn away the face of Your Anointed One.
YHWH has sworn in truth to Dawid; He does not turn from it, 'Of the fruit of your body I set upon your throne.
'If your sons guard My covenant And My witnesses that I teach them, Their sons shall sit upon your throne forever.'
For YHWH has chosen Tsiyon, He has desired it for His dwelling:
'This is My place of rest forever; Here I dwell, for I have desired it.
'I greatly bless her provision, I satisfy her poor with bread.
'And I put deliverance on her priests, And her kind ones sing for joy.
'There I make the horn of Dawid grow; I shall set up a lamp for My Anointed One.
'I put shame on his enemies, While on Him His diadem shall shine.'