The LORD Has Chosen Zion

1A song of degrees. Lord, remember Dauid with all his affliction.

2Who sware vnto the Lorde, and vowed vnto the mightie God of Iaakob, saying,

3I will not enter into the tabernacle of mine house, nor come vpon my pallet or bed,

4Nor suffer mine eyes to sleepe, nor mine eye lids to slumber,

5Vntill I finde out a place for the Lorde, an habitation for the mightie God of Iaakob.

6Lo, we heard of it in Ephrathah, and found it in the fieldes of the forest.

7We will enter into his Tabernacles, and worship before his footestoole.

8Arise, O Lord, to come into thy rest, thou, and the Arke of thy strength.

9Let thy Priests be clothed with righteousnesse, and let thy Saints reioyce.

10For thy seruant Dauids sake refuse not the face of thine Anointed.

11The Lord hath sworne in trueth vnto Dauid, and he wil not shrinke from it, saying, Of the fruite of thy body will I set vpon thy throne.

12If thy sonnes keepe my couenant, and my testimonies, that I shall teach them, their sonnes also shall sit vpon thy throne for euer.

13For the Lord hath chosen Zion, and loued to dwell in it, saying,

14This is my rest for euer: here will I dwell, for I haue a delite therein.

15I will surely blesse her vitailes, and will satisfie her poore with bread,

16And will clothe her Priests with saluation, and her Saints shall shoute for ioye.

17There will I make the horne of Dauid to bud: for I haue ordeined a light for mine Anoynted.

18His enemies will I clothe with shame, but on him his crowne shall florish.