Psalm 132
A Song of degrees.
Tunes PCC uses:
(Torwood,
St. Bernard,
Martyrdom,
St. Matthew)
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David, and his afflictions all, |
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Lord, do thou think upon; |
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How unto God he sware, and vowd |
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to Jacobs mighty One. |
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I will not come within my house, |
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nor rest in bed at all; |
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Nor shall mine eyes take any sleep, |
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nor eyelids slumber shall; |
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Till for the Lord a place I find, |
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where he may make abode; |
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A place of habitation |
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for Jacobs mighty God. |
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Lo, at the place of Ephratah |
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of it we understood; |
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And we did find it in the fields, |
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and city of the wood. |
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Well go into his tabernacles, |
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and at his footstool bow. |
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Arise, O Lord, into thy rest, |
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th ark of thy strength, and thou. |
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O let thy priests be clothed, Lord, |
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with truth and righteousness; |
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And let all those that are thy saints |
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shout loud for joyfulness. |
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For thine own servant Davids sake, |
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do not deny thy grace; |
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Nor of thine own anointed one |
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turn thou away the face. |
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The Lord in truth to David sware, |
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he will not turn from it, |
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I of thy bodys fruit will make |
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upon thy throne to sit. |
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My covnant if thy sons will keep, |
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and laws to them made known, |
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Their children then shall also sit |
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for ever on thy throne. |
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For God of Sion hath made choice; |
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there he desires to dwell. |
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This is my rest, here still Ill stay; |
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for I do like it well. |
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Her food Ill greatly bless; her poor |
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with bread will satisfy. |
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Her priests Ill clothe with health; her saints |
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shall shout forth joyfully. |
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And there will I make Davids horn |
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to bud forth pleasantly: |
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For him that mine anointed is |
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a lamp ordaind have I. |
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As with a garment I will clothe |
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with shame his enmies all: |
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But yet the crown that he doth wear |
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upon him flourish shall. |
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