Psalm 131-133

New Living Translation

¹ Lord, my heart is not proud;
    my eyes are not haughty.
I don’t concern myself with matters too great
    or too awesome for me to grasp.
² Instead, I have calmed and quieted myself,
    like a weaned child who no longer cries for its mother’s milk.
    Yes, like a weaned child is my soul within me.

³ O Israel, put your hope in the Lord—
    now and always.

¹ Lord, remember David
    and all that he suffered.
² He made a solemn promise to the Lord.
    He vowed to the Mighty One of Israel,^[a]
3 “I will not go home;
    I will not let myself rest.
⁴ I will not let my eyes sleep
    nor close my eyelids in slumber
⁵ until I find a place to build a house for the Lord,
    a sanctuary for the Mighty One of Israel.”

⁶ We heard that the Ark was in Ephrathah;
    then we found it in the distant countryside of Jaar.
⁷ Let us go to the sanctuary of the Lord;
    let us worship at the footstool of his throne.
⁸ Arise, O Lord, and enter your resting place,
    along with the Ark, the symbol of your power.
⁹ May your priests be clothed in godliness;
    may your loyal servants sing for joy.
¹⁰ For the sake of your servant David,
    do not reject the king you have anointed.
¹¹ The Lord swore an oath to David
    with a promise he will never take back:
“I will place one of your descendants
    on your throne.
¹² If your descendants obey the terms of my covenant
    and the laws that I teach them,
then your royal line
    will continue forever and ever.”

¹³ For the Lord has chosen Jerusalem^[b];
    he has desired it for his home.
¹⁴ “This is my resting place forever,” he said.
    “I will live here, for this is the home I desired.
¹⁵ I will bless this city and make it prosperous;
    I will satisfy its poor with food.
¹⁶ I will clothe its priests with godliness;
    its faithful servants will sing for joy.
¹⁷ Here I will increase the power of David;
    my anointed one will be a light for my people.
¹⁸ I will clothe his enemies with shame,
    but he will be a glorious king.”

¹ How wonderful and pleasant it is
    when brothers live together in harmony!
² For harmony is as precious as the anointing oil
    that was poured over Aaron’s head,
    that ran down his beard
    and onto the border of his robe.
³ Harmony is as refreshing as the dew from Mount Hermon
    that falls on the mountains of Zion.
And there the Lord has pronounced his blessing,
    even life everlasting.