A Song of Ascents.
1 Lord, remember David
And all his afflictions;
And vowed to the Mighty One of Jacob:
Or go up to the comfort of my bed;
Or slumber to my eyelids,
A dwelling place for the Mighty One of Jacob.”
We found it in the fields of [a]the woods.
Let us worship at His footstool.
You and the ark of Your strength.
And let Your saints shout for joy.
Do not turn away the face of Your [b]Anointed.
He will not turn from it:
“I will set upon your throne the [c]fruit of your body.
And My testimony which I shall teach them,
Their sons also shall sit upon your throne forevermore.”
He has desired it for His [d]dwelling place:
Here I will dwell, for I have desired it.
I will satisfy her poor with bread.
And her saints shall shout aloud for joy.
I will prepare a lamp for My [g]Anointed.
But upon Himself His crown shall flourish.”