Thy promise, Lord, to David, mind

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Thy promise, Lord to David, mind. And all the chastening of thy rod.

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How to Jehovah he hath sworn, And vowed to Jacob's mighty God.

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I will not go into my house, Nor on my bed my limbs, repose;

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No sleep I'll to mine eyes afford, Nor slumber shall mine eye-lids close;

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'Till, for the Lord, I have found out, And for his ark, a resting place; Which shall the future dwelling be, Of the great God of Jacob's race.

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Behold, we heard it's spreading fame, At Ephrata; but now have found The chosen spot, for it's abode, Where hills of mighty woods surround.

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We'll go into his sacred tents, Our worship, at his footstool, pay.

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Arise, O Lord, into thy rest; And with thine ark of strength there stay.

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Array thy priests with righteousness; Let all thy saints aloud rejoice.

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And for thy servant David's sake, Despise not thine anointed's voice.

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The Lord, to David, sware in truth, The oath he never will disown; "That, one, descended from thy loins, Shall surely sit upon thy throne.

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And if thy sons my covenant keep, And to my sacred laws submit; Their children also, evermore, Upon thy royal throne shall sit.

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Because the Lord hath Sion chose; And there desired to have his seat.

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This is my rest forever; here I'll dwell; for I've desired it.

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I'll surely bless her growing stores; And satisfy her poor with food.

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Her priests, with my salvation, clothe; Her saints, with joy, shall shout aloud.

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There David's horn I'll make to bud; There mine anointed's lamp ordain.

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With shame I'll clothe his foes; on him His crown shall flourishing remain.